My precious Laura
Hopefully, most mothers feel that their children are precious. I'd do anything for them and die for them in a second if needed. I don't know why but in the last six months Laura has been terrified about me dying. I have a bad feeling it's from my joking about research on death and cerebral palsy. I don't know.
It's almost a nightly thing of tears and worries. Laura has this incredible sadness about me dying. Tonight she told me she loved me as much as God's love. She said it will be worse if she died first and could see me but couldn't help me. She hopes me, her and Jason stick together forever and die at the worlds end together. Talk about rip your heart out and how do you even console her with those fears?
I remember having similar fears about my grandparents dying, parents and siblings. I often cried in my pillow in bed just worrying. I'm trying to teach her that worrying doesn't do any good but I don't want to break her sensitivity either. She's just an incredible kid and I cannot stand the thought of her being hurt by anyone.