I love children. Mostly because they're so honest and real. They haven't been tainted by life yet. They feel what they feel and love you without any judgement. We used to be like that at some point. It's amazing that even if you don't really know them, kids know right away if they like you and are ready to love you.
I don't nearly see my godson as much as I would like to. And now that he's a bit older, he remembers who I am and there's an attachment of some sort. He barely knows me, but he still likes me. Because kids can't verbally express how they feel, so they feel emotions so much more than we do as adults.
During my impromptu road trip a few weeks ago across Pennsylvania, I was near their town so I decided to pop in and see him before bedtime. We hung out for a bit and then I told him I had to leave and go to bed and so did he. The look on his face almost broke my heart. It didn't occur to him that I would leave again and he was devastated. You could see it in his face as he tried to hold it together. He was upset but just stared straight ahead and didn't say anything as I talked to him. And it didn't dawn on me that he'd be THAT attached considering he only sees me for a couple of days every few months.
They're so grown up sometimes. Like the Little Prince. They seem simple but they're complex little monsters. He then went to the door as I was talking to his mother and stood in front of it without saying a word. I knew what he was trying to say. Cuz that's the nice thing about kids, you can read their emotions on their face. There's no games. But as usual, he'll forget in a little while how upset he was. Cuz we all eventually forget how upset we are about things over time. Until the time comes again when we get upset all over again.
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