To an almost
7-year old, the world is simple.
Man meet woman. Fall in love. Get married. Have kids. Live happily ever after.
Man meet woman. Fall in love. Get married. Have kids. Live happily ever after.
So when things
didn’t work out that way, they would innocently question the whys.
The day I
dreaded arrived not so gracefully.
We were having our nightly ‘talk’ when he whispered to me.
“Mommy, who did you marry?”
We were having our nightly ‘talk’ when he whispered to me.
“Mommy, who did you marry?”
My heart
literally sank.
“Why?” I
asked.
“People get
married and have children. So since you gave birth to me, who did you marry?”
I, Clara
Lim, actually pretended to sleep and ignored the question.
And because
he is my son who inherited my stubbornness, he asked me the question again few
days later. This time I distracted him with something on TV.
By now, I
can tell when he is about to jump into this topic. Like the other night. I quickly
change the topic when he suddenly starts talking about marriage and babies. I
have never been more thankful for his short attention span.
For a boy his age, he is sure thinking about this a great deal.
I had 7
years to think about this and yet I have come up with no solution. Maybe I should
use the ‘seed story’ like in the movie, The Switch.
Either way,
I need to come up with a solution quick.
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