Call her Bella. A green eyed, black kitten that we found at a grocery store parking lot a few years ago. My wife (at the time) decided to keep this rodent till, fast forward, moving into a new place and a pet deposit is out of the question. So she gives Bella to my in-laws. Needless to say Bella died within 6 months. Before Bella died she had kittens, so her legacy will live on, yada yada, sad but purposful life or whatever.
The next part of this story is second hand considering I was working or being "selfish" telling jokes at the time of the incident.
-Fast forward a couple of weeks after Bella dies. My four year old daughter visiting with her grandparents with her Momma on a Sunday, starts asking "Where's Bella?" My stupid brother-in-law opens his big mouth and starts in with, "Bella died and went to heaven." Of course that's not the end of it. Apparently from what my innocent baby girl recalled when I picked her from school the next day, "Bella is in heaven with the love of Jesus and God and she lives in a big mansion." And when she (my innocent baby girl) dies, "she's going to heaven to see Bella's mansion."-
The words choked me up when I heard this from my bright eyed littled girl. That idiot brother in-law robbed me of a moment with my little girl. Word of advice if a kid asks you a question about a subject that might change the way they see the world forever and you didnt help make them directly, tell them to ask their parents instead of taking it upon yourself to plant seeds of "wisdom" on your own. Of course that wasn't the end of it....
"Daddy what's Jesus?" "What's God?" "What's love?" These questions were pouring out of her face faster than the time she caught a stomach virus from school. She needed these questions answered as we made our way to happy hour (Sonic, relax.) I told her to lets get a drink first and I would tell her the answers to her questions. I figured I'd buy some time and maybe her attention span would help me out and she'd forget the whole subject.
We pulled into Sonic and ordered, "I'll take a strawberry banana shake and the lady will have a small banana cream shake, extra cherries please." My baby girl said, "While we wait daddy, can you tell me what God is?"
-DAMMIT ! (on the inside)
Listen, I'm not a believer or non-believer, I just don't know.
I lead in by saying, "God is different for everybody and not everybody believes in the same god or even that there is a god, which is ok. Daddy believes in God, but not how uncle Roland believes in God. To Daddy, God is a feeling you get when you connect to other people. When you talk to them or play with them on the swings. God is a feeling that you have when you are doing something you love or around people you love." She said, "What's love?"
"Love is a feeling you get when you're doing something that makes you happy or around people you care about and enjoy. There are different levels of love. Like, you love Spiderman but you love Mommy more right?" She said, "Yea, I love Mommy and I love Spiderman." I continued, "But if Spiderman was having a birthday party and Mommy was having a birthday party, which one would you go to?" Her little finger tapped her chin and she said, "Mommy and Spiderman have the same birthday?" After a long sigh I said, "Yes, now which one would you go to?"
"We should go to both, we could have one big party and Spiderman could come to Mommy's house and we could go to Chuck E. Cheese."
-DAMMIT! (out loud)
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