Issa is here! He is staying till Thursday night, and slipped back into the family with instant perfect fit. They all ran about playing a skateboard/super soaker/football game with a lot of very complicated rules, and then all had to get into the bottom bunk where they swore four boys could sleep together. They giggled there till nine o'clock, when I separated them into separate beds.
Issa has grown, but he is the same as ever. I love that boy. I miss him so, but I am happy for him that he has such a great family now. His aunt and uncle are good people, and will always do the right thing. His new "sisters" are lovely, smart girls.
It is hard to let a child go, when you have been such a huge part of his life for such a long time. I still expect to walk into his school and have his teacher hand me his books and a list of stuff that he needs help with. It is strange to think that if he has to be rushed to a doctor for an injury or illness, I probably won't even know about it! Weird. But that is life. It goes in phases and cycles. And it's all good.
Issa has grown, but he is the same as ever. I love that boy. I miss him so, but I am happy for him that he has such a great family now. His aunt and uncle are good people, and will always do the right thing. His new "sisters" are lovely, smart girls.
It is hard to let a child go, when you have been such a huge part of his life for such a long time. I still expect to walk into his school and have his teacher hand me his books and a list of stuff that he needs help with. It is strange to think that if he has to be rushed to a doctor for an injury or illness, I probably won't even know about it! Weird. But that is life. It goes in phases and cycles. And it's all good.
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