It's one of my favorite photos-- It's the day of being reunited, of Bug holding her baby brother on his return to Iowa......
*sigh*
Bug tries really hard. REALLY hard.
It's really hard to be six, contending with the world that's suddenly changed so dramatically. It's changed for all of us--but she's the one I worry about the most.
Everything she's ever known has changed.
She struggles with dealing with it all.
I struggle in helping her deal with it. But we try to muddle through the best we can. Some days it's easier than others.
Today wasn't one of the easy days. She just didn't want to leave. That'd be why we had an upside-down child when it was time for Bug to get things picked up and get in the car so Nana could take her to see her brother and meet up with mom and dad after her weekend with Nana and Grandad.
She just didn't want to go.
Better to stay with Nana and Grandad where she was the center of attention, had plenty of activities and stuff to do with a couple adults who actually had the time to just do stuff with her. That's rare in her world now--which makes it harder for her to leave a place where she does have it.
I'm not sure how to make it easier for her. It's not that I've not offered more, spoken to the parents, made arrangements for the 6 year old/mom/dad so there could be 'alone time' with the 6 year old....but it's fleeting and ends too quickly.
She loves her baby brother.
She told Santa what she wanted for Christmas--it was for her baby brother to get better.
She made a wish on the wishing tree for her baby brother to get better. She makes wishes on falling stars--those wishes are always for the same thing....for her baby brother to get better.
We all want that.
We all wish for that---
But in the interim--I wish for Bug to rest and just FEEL the love we have for her. Cuz it's huge and unending. And it just freaking breaks my heart that she struggles so much right now....
