So Sad... "Just Kids"
Poor E is taking the move so hard. She asks at least once a day if we can either go to PoPo's (Gilda's Mom's) house or home (which she means to be the Davis home). She refers to the house we live in as Auntie Gigi's house... and wonders why we are living here. Even with all the packing and the bringing of her bed, her clothes, her toys and her family (us)... she still wants to go "home".
The saddest thing of all though is on when on Tuesday she had the following conversation with Ian while they were returning from the park just around the corner from our new place.
E: I want friends.
Ian: You just played with friends.
E: No friends.
Ian: What about the boy you played with at the park?
E (matter of factly): No friends, just kids.
I guess in E's opinion you just can't beat the parks and spontaneous playing with friends at Russell and Orchard Park. Hopefully we'll meet some new friends and the children at the park won't be "just kids".
P.S. I just loaded some pictures on to Flickr of our last days in Davis... and it's so sad to see pictures of E so happy swinging in Russell Park when now a days she is often seen crumpled on the ground having a tantrum or trying to climb on us to be held or crying when any extended family member comes to visit but then has to leave. I just have to remind myself, this too will pass and our high energy ear-to-ear smile toddler will return.
4 comments:
aww, we'll come visit soon!!!
Hi Gilda!
Glad to hear your move went well. Sounds like a smart choice as you wait for what God has next for your family.
This park dialogue is so so so sad! Leaving Davis is hard. It took us a lot longer than we expected to come to feel at home here in Santa Rosa, and even today we still sometimes find ourselves wishing for a community that knows us as well as we felt known in Davis.
One passage of scripture that I thought a lot about as we settled in and made home somewhere new was Jeremiah 29: 4-7. I actually even took up vegetable gardening last spring as a practical outworking of this passage in my life (not sure that this would necessarily be the application for everyone in all circumstances, but in the apartments where we moved there was a community garden and deciding to garden was a decision to meet our neighbors and put down roots in our new community).
Blessings to your family as you make home somewhere new. May you and Ian (and Elizabeth and Rebekah) find new community that is far richer than “just kids” soon, and may you experience God’s goodness and provision for you as you embark on this new leg of the journey.
Lucy
This breaks my heart. :-( Poor, poor Elizabeth!! Hang in there, Gilda!
Poor thing. We're sorry she is so blue. I think we're about to experience the same thing in a few months.
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