Dad can't make me sad
So Zenita comes out of her bedroom and she says to Mrs Zen, I've got a smiley face and I can't stop smiling.It's past her bedtime, way past, but it's hard to be upset with a child who has a smiley face.
She comes over to kiss me goodnight, and she says, you can't make me sad.
So I say, in a stern voice, no computers for three days. Nope, she says. Not sad.
So I say, sterner still, no lollies for a month. Nope, she says, you can't make me sad.
I pinch her back and she laughs because it tickles.
Mum, she says, Dad can't make me sad.
Well, I'll try not to.
Earlier, Zenella had put on a "show" for us. She likes an audience. In the dark, she dances with glowsticks the only light. Zenita goes, wait wait, it's my bit, and she does a dance they have clearly choreographed. But she breaks it off and comes to hug me. She can't help herself. I do not, as it happens, play favourites, but I am Zenita's favourite, I know. It is an awesome responsibility to be the person someone loves most in this world.
I will not ever let them feel I do not love them. That's the way your dad can make you sad. No matter what happens to me, no matter what cost I have to pay for it, they'll never feel that, not even for a moment. It is not a difficult task for me. If I love you, I will, other things being equal, love you for good, and I have no problem letting you feel it. Because no other currency matters to me, nothing else is worth hoarding, and I know, if you have love, you're rich, and if you don't, you're damned to a poverty that nothing else can alleviate.
posted by Dr Zen @ 8:41 pm
3 Comments:
You are loved Dr. Zen more than you will ever know. You are right to give your love to your children. It is the best nourishment you can ever give them. The more love you are able to give out the more you can receive.
bueatiful
lovely
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