dear mr. elliot

Letter to my little mister written on August 11, 2011

Dear Elliot,

I love how God has given you the sweetest, tenderest heart. You have so much empathy and compassion. This morning was just an example of it.

"Mama, when are we going to go to Jared and Caleb's house?"

I stopped what I was doing and went over to you. I knelt down low and looked you right in the eyes. "Oh, Elliot," I said. "Do you remember that Jared and Caleb moved away? Far away? It will take a really long time in the car to get to their house now." Tears filled my eyes. I miss our dear friends. A lot.

"Oh, you said, your face falling. "Oh."

Then you came over to me, wrapped your little arms around my neck and hugged me tight. "You miss Jenny?" you asked me. I cried harder. Yes, I miss her, but oh, your sweet sensitive heart was what really made me cry.

"Yes, I do," I told you. "Do you miss Jared and Caleb?"

"Yes," you said. "I wish they didn't move away."

We sat there awhile longer, then you said, "I really liked their packing (moving) truck though!" I smiled. You might have a sensitive heart, but you are definitely also still a boy through and through!

I love you so much.

Love, Mama