Since Sidekick has been playing soccer, I have become friendly with a couple of the moms. One of the moms (we'll call X) and I had an interesting conversation the first time we talked at soccer. The kids are now on the soccer field by themselves, so I get the opportunity to talk to some of the moms and dads. After a little chit chat, X asked me if "we" have any more kids. When I said no, she asked if "we" are going to, and like I usually do, I explained that I am a SMC. She got so excited for me and told me that since she had found her husband later in life, she would have done the same thing had she not gotten married. I asked about her family, and she hesitated and said she does have a son, but he died 1 1/2 years ago! Good Lord, talk about an awful thing to hear. From what I have gathered in the short communication and random thing she says at times, he was in surgery and the anesthesiologist messed up. He was about 2 1/2... Sidekick's age. How does one respond to that??? I just wanted to lean over and hug her. Their daughter was nine months old at the time, and I can only assume that she kept them going every day. At that moment, I looked at Sidekick running around on the soccer field and couldn't imagine losing him. My heart was heavy for this family. I don't think I would ever survive if something happened to Sidekick. I couldn't.
X is getting a Golden Retriever puppy in a couple of weeks. Last weekend, she invited us to go visit the litter. Sidekick was so loving and caring towards them and was particularly drawn to the runt (on his left in the pic). He literally sobbed when we left after almost two hours.