Monday, 20 July 2015

#Microblog Monday- Can I Ride My Bike To Heaven?

Me to Frostina this morning- "It's almost your brother's birthday."

Frostina to me- "Are we going to get him a birthday cake?"

Me- "No, your brother lives in heaven so we are going to get him a balloon that we will let fly up in the sky so he can get it."

Frostina- "Heaven is very far away, I can ride my bike there so I can go see him."

Me (hiding my tears)- "No honey, you can't get to heaven on your bike, it's too far away."

Frostina- "Oh, then we will drive there in your car, OK?"

You gotta love the logic of a 3 year old.

Wouldn't it be nice if we could ride our bikes to heaven to see the ones we have lost?
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9 comments:

  1. Augusta20 July 2015 at 14:53

    Sweet and heartbreaking. I wish she could meet her brother.
    Sending hugs.

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  2. Lollipop Goldstein20 July 2015 at 21:45

    I love that idea -- especially my hair waving back in the wind as I make my way there. Somehow riding a bike sounds joyous, like it would be if I could see people again.

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  3. S20 July 2015 at 22:29

    So sweet. I love that you include your daughter in your celebrations of your son's life.

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  4. Anonymous21 July 2015 at 18:00

    I love that children are so pure and loving in their thoughts.

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  5. Mali24 July 2015 at 06:04

    Aw, this is lovely. Thinking of you as the birthday comes around.

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  6. Brianna26 July 2015 at 20:19

    Gus said to me last week, "We can just tie a birthday sundae to Oscar's and Bella's balloons for their birthday so they can have a sundae, too." If only it were that easy.

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  7. ADSchill26 July 2015 at 21:06

    That pulls at the heart strings. I wish it were a matter of just jumping on a bike.

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  8. ADSchill26 July 2015 at 21:06

    That pulls at the heart strings. I wish it were a matter of just jumping on a bike.

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  9. ADSchill26 July 2015 at 21:06

    That pulls at the heart strings. I wish it were a matter of just jumping on a bike.

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