I spoke with my eldest son the other day. He is now a pediatrician doing his first year residency at a large children's hospital. When we chat we usually cover the whole gamut of topics. Stuff as simple as how are you doing, how's being a new homeowner, how am I doing, all the way to how is your job going, and the always popular ethics conversation. I love talking to all my children; if fact on the rare occasion that I get to talk to all three in one day, just puts a smile on me from ear to ear!
On that note, when I speak to my kids about something hard that they are going through, IT BREAKS MY HEART! The pain or sadness they have experienced in the past, that I can't do anything about, just literally makes my heart hurt. I'm sure it's the same with dads, but I don't know if it's to the same extent. (Dad's let me know your thoughts!) As a mom, raising the kids with their dad we could always seem to fix what was ever broken. Now as they are older, I can't kiss their boo boo's away.
My son, as a practicing doctor with children from preemies to eighteen year olds, he's bound to see some heartbreaking stories. Well the other day he experienced his first patient that had passed away. For confidential reasons I don't know the whole story, but I do know that he had to tell some parents that they lost a child. My son said it was a very rough day. When he was telling me I started to cry. I don't know why really. Was it that I almost experienced those words when our youngest was born, or did I feel for the family who had to lose their child or was it that my son was obviously affected and I couldn't kiss that boo boo away. Probably a little of all three, but I never want my children to hurt. That said, I know that with hurt and disappointment, my kids have grown up to be very resilient adults. In fact, I only hope to be as resilient as my three kids one day.
On that note, when I speak to my kids about something hard that they are going through, IT BREAKS MY HEART! The pain or sadness they have experienced in the past, that I can't do anything about, just literally makes my heart hurt. I'm sure it's the same with dads, but I don't know if it's to the same extent. (Dad's let me know your thoughts!) As a mom, raising the kids with their dad we could always seem to fix what was ever broken. Now as they are older, I can't kiss their boo boo's away.
My son, as a practicing doctor with children from preemies to eighteen year olds, he's bound to see some heartbreaking stories. Well the other day he experienced his first patient that had passed away. For confidential reasons I don't know the whole story, but I do know that he had to tell some parents that they lost a child. My son said it was a very rough day. When he was telling me I started to cry. I don't know why really. Was it that I almost experienced those words when our youngest was born, or did I feel for the family who had to lose their child or was it that my son was obviously affected and I couldn't kiss that boo boo away. Probably a little of all three, but I never want my children to hurt. That said, I know that with hurt and disappointment, my kids have grown up to be very resilient adults. In fact, I only hope to be as resilient as my three kids one day.
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| Austin Dean, Christopher David and Samantha Monson |
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