Little Hearts. Big Feelings.

“Mommy, when are we getting a new house?” She asks as she snuggles against me in the old blue chair  at bedtime.

“New house? We’re not. This is our house.”

“So big trucks aren’t going to come and take us away?”

Pretty Moving Truck

Pretty Moving Truck (Photo credit: Meathead Movers)

“No. We live here. We’re not moving.”

“But my friend is,” she says with a frown. “He’s getting a new house, and new friends. He’s not going to be our friend anymore.”

“Well, he’ll still be your friend, but he’s moving far away. To Texas.”

“Yeah. And when I go to Big School, I’ll leave all my friends behind too. I’ll have new friends and I won’t see them anymore.”

“Well, not as much,” I say slowly. “But we can still get together for play dates. And you can see them at the park, and the pool, and all sorts of fun places.”

“But, my friend Siri, she’s at Big School now. And she doesn’t need us anymore.”

“That’s not true. I’m sure she misses you very much.”

“I miss her,” she says sadly.

“I know you do, baby. But it’s time to go to bed now.”

She climbs into bed and I tuck her pink blanket in tight around her, then kiss her goodnight.

“Mama?” she calls as I turn to leave.


“You’re not going to leave, are you?”

I fall back to my knees beside her, heart breaking just a little bit.

“No, sweetie. I’m not going to leave you. I’ll be right downstairs.”

‘You’re going to stay here? Forever and ever?”

“Forever and ever. I promise.”

Her body sags a little, and I realize she’d been worried what my answer would be.

“That’s good. I don’t want a new mommy.”

“Nope. I’m your mommy and I always will be. And I love you very, very much.”

With that she curls up and settles in for the night, heart seemingly at peace. But I know big feelings are still stirring in there.

Her world is small, but change looms large everywhere she looks. Families are moving. Her friends are growing older and moving on. Good byes are all too common.

It’s a lot for a little heart to take – especially one that feels as deeply as hers does.

But I can’t stop the changes. Can’t spare her the heart ache.

All I can do is love her, and keep letting her know that that love will always be there for her.

Hopefully, that will be enough.


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5 Comments on Little Hearts. Big Feelings.

  1. Rebecca
    September 26, 2012 at 10:47 am (3 years ago)

    Funny that I had a similar conversation with my 7 year old yesterday. Except it went so ‘wrong’ in my head. She wanted to send a few boys here to live and she wanted to go live with a friend who is an only child.

  2. Jackie
    September 26, 2012 at 1:08 pm (3 years ago)

    I think that is more then enough! All we can do is love and support our kids to the best of our ability…
    Moving is tough for both the kid moving and the friends being left behind. We moved a lot (for no good reasons) when I was young and made the decision that I would do that to my kids. I’m happy tos say they’ve been in the same school since day one.

  3. Erica
    September 27, 2012 at 10:35 pm (3 years ago)

    B went throu this a lot thanks to Toy Story and Andy going off to college…tori is so sweet. It’s so hard to teach these little lessons, isn’t it?

    Ask, b still says she “misses my little tiny house” since we moved out, and I sometimes think its so weird, how one day she was living there, and the next day she wasn’t- her whole world changed, and we were so busy with moving we sort of placed her in a new spot like you would sit something on a shelf. I still feel bad about that..

    Okay, this comment got a bit off track 😉

  4. Lady Jennie
    October 1, 2012 at 2:50 am (3 years ago)

    Ouch! You never know what those little angels are thinking.

    • Amber
      October 2, 2012 at 9:51 pm (3 years ago)

      Yeah, she could be thinking about Monster trucks and chocolate chip cookies…tomorrow.


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