Kyla McCullough

Monday, January 26, 2009

Inside a Conversation Between a Mother and her Daughter.

On my way home from Kora's basketball practice tonight Bree and I start a conversation. It was my attempt to keep her awake until we got home. Here is how the conversation went.

Bree: "Hey mommy, where does Grandpa Rudy live, does he live in Idaho?"
Mommy: "No that is Grandpa ROYCE."
Bree: "No, no not Grandpa Royce, Grandpa Rudy where does he live?"
Mommy: "Oh, well Grandpa Rudy is in Heaven."
Bree: "What about Grandma Rose?"
Mommy: "Well, she is in Heaven too."
Pause
Bree: "Kyla is in Heaven."
Mommy: "That's right, Kyla is in Heaven as well."
Bree: "I think Kyla needs to come home to us because she has been away for a long time and she needs to be here. I want to give her a big hug and lots of kisses."
Pause
Mommy: "Me too, Bree."
Bree: "Or I could go to Heaven and see her."
Mommy: "Well, I hope you don't go there anytime soon, I would miss you terribly."
Bree: "I would miss you too mommy... and I miss Kyla."
Pause
Bree: "She's my sister and I love her, and you miss her, and we want to see her."
Mommy: "That's about it isn't it... good job Bree... good job."

1 Comments:

At March 26, 2009 10:19 PM , Anonymous Rebecca Stewart said...

I miss her too, Bree. It has been an awfully long time. A long time. I have missed so much and I want to see her smiling face.

 

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