Never be alone

The weekend finally came, and with it, my fun time with Amy started. I picked her up Friday night. At 9 a.m. sharp, she sneaked into my bed to wake me up. She’s an early bird, and I tend to wake up after 8. But Saturday was a special day; it was Borders’ day! One thing I’m trying to do is to introduce her to the magical world of reading. I want her to know that books are her friends, and that it gives you new things to learn, and hours of entertainment. So far, so good. She likes to read, and gets excited every time we arrive to the children’s section, as if we were entering a magical realm.

We left the magical realm of Borders after buying about 8 books full of shapes, numbers, and colors. Then, at home, we played a game, in which she had to divide different things in different categories, like size, shape, color, and weight. She’s learning so fast, it amazes me. I’m so proud of her, and how eager she seems to always learn something new. I hope she never loses that curiosity.

At night, we were deciding where we were going to go on Sunday (Amy suggested the park again), when I received a call from Miranda, Ella’s sister. She wanted to see the girl sometime during the weekend, and I suggested her to come with us to the park; some company wouldn’t hurt. So, this time, we prepared an extra sandwich for aunt Miranda. I really appreciate Miranda having such a good relationship with Amy, since very little people in the family understand her.

So today we spent a great afternoon in the park. We played in the sandbox for a while, then she spotted ants, and you know the rest of the story. She remembered that her little friend Annie (who I hope is still there in the cup, and alive) needed a companion, so we looked, and looked, and looked… until Amy spotted the one. It was a big ant, like Annie. So, right before leaving, we put in on a cup, with some sand, and we left. In the car, Miranda asked Amy why did she want to find a companion for Annie. Amy’s answer really amazed me, and made me a bit sad. She explained that nobody should be alone. That Annie needed a companion to talk, and build the house together, and because being alone was very sad and boring. She said that, if they were mad at each other, she could try to make them be happy again, so Annie wouldn’t put Olly (that’s how she named the other one) on a time-out, like Ella did with me. We looked at Amy, but she wasn’t looking at us; she was engrossed with her new little friend.

Miranda pressed her hand on my shoulder, and remained in total silence. It is good when you have your family’s support in situations like these. I wonder what Miranda thinks about all this. I’ve never asked her because she’s very close to Ella as well. Even when I might divorce Ella, her family will still be my family too; they have been great to me. But, as long as I have Amy with me, I will never be alone.

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