Sunday, January 04, 2009

The Sensitive Type

My son is extremely sensitive in every definition of the word. He doesn't like bright lights, they hurt his eyes. He breaks out in a rash at the slightest change to detergent or humidity. Today he showcased his emotional sensitivity.

My son was born on 12/26/04.

So not long after he was born we found out about the story of Owen and Mzee. My wife read the book to my son this morning. He's read it before but its been a while. He cried. Literally shed tears. He said "I want to jump into the book and find his mommy for him". They had to stop reading the book.

She told me about it later. I sort of blew it off.

This afternoon mom and sister were taking a nap and the boys were playing/watching football. In the middle of s scrum my son stopped, looked up at me and said "I want to help Owen find his mommy. Everyone needs their mommy. I want to jump in the book and find his mommy."

I tried to explain to him how Owen the Hippo lost his mommy but that is why Mzee made him his friend. To no avail. He bawled and insisted that I find a way so that he could find the hippo's mom.

I cried too. The thought that an animal, much less a person, could grow up without a mommy was devastating my son. His reaction was simple and pure.

I can't help but think that a small part of my son's innocence was lost today. He realized a little bit about pain and started to have thoughts about mortality.