My Cracked Heart

Driving home from friends tonight and William says, “Mom where did I go again to get my cracked heart fixed.”

Me-Edmonton

William-Well how did I get to the hospital?

Me- We walked over from the hotel.

William- So we walked to the car and drove to Edmonton?

Me- No you and daddy flew to Edmonton and then I picked you up from the airport with Carly and Lynnie Grandma

William- So is that the hospital beside the adult hospital

Me- Yes

William- I remember now. Oh look we are almost home just in time for bed.

It amazes me the things he remembers and the things his body and mind chose to forget. I still remember it all so vividly but I’m glad he is moving forward and hasn’t had any nightmares for over a month!

 

 

 

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