For some time now I've been a little worried about my middle boy. I've come to learn that he is a very private and quiet person. I'm not allowed to share his photos without his permission on facebook or my blog. He's quite adamant, I love his attitude.
Ever since my Dad passed, he has not really expressed himself. I started to wonder if he didn't get it, didn't understand. It wasn't true. He finally expressed himself and it broke my heart.
He feels so much and he holds it all in much like me and much like my husband. I can't explain how happy this makes me. I've been waiting for him to talk about it. I explained that it is good to talk about Grampa because that will help us remember good memories. He told me that it makes him sad to talk about Grampa and he misses his so very much because he was the best Grampa ever! Yup, I wanted to bawl!
We talked more. I listened to him. Explained that he could come to me to talk anytime or ask me anything if he had questions. I'm happy for moments like this.