THE TWO YOSHIS

My Grandson has a half sister who is 5 years older than he is.  She lives with her Dad and adoptive Mom  and has a good life.  The two of them are very close .Even though they never lived together with their Mother, she did have every other weekend until he was about 18 months old, and somehow he remembers those times.  They still have as much contact as possible despite the fact that her schedule in becoming increasingly busy and she lives an hour away.

Last fall his cousin Bella gave him a pink  stuffed Yoshi from Mario Brothers.  For some reason he became attached to it a carried to everywhere.  Last week, Jonas, Bella's brother gave him the matching blue Yoshi.  When he got home he put them together  like they were hugging.

LOOK, THEY ARE BROTHER AND SISTER, A PINK ONE AND A BLUE ONE.  THEY USED TO BE TOGETHER IN THE SAME HOUSE, BUT THEN THEY GOT SEPARATED WHEN THE PINK ONE GOT GIVEN TO ME..  NOW THE BLUE ONE WAS GIVEN AWAY TO ME TOO AND THEY CAN BE TOGETHER AGAIN.  JUST LIKE SISSY AND ME.  BUT WE WONT EVER LIVE TOGETHER, BUT WE GET TO BE TOGETHER AND SEE EACH OTHER BUT JUST NOT LIKE BROTHER AND SISTER BECAUSE WE HAVE DIFFERENT PARENTS.

I did explain to him that he and Sissy will not be back together in the same house again.  Sometimes it just doesnt work out that way, but that we would always do what ever we can so they could see each other and know each other.  Thats when he said, OH I KNOW THAT MOM, IT'S OK.  JUST SOMETIMES IT MAKES MY THROAT HURT BECAUSE I AM SAD.  BUT IAM HAPPY TOO WHEN I GET TO SEE HER.

It never ceases to amaze me how deeply his thoughts run, and how wise he is for 6 years old.  May he always have this simplistic ability to accept things as they are without being accompanied by the pain that I as his Mom feels.