End of the World?
Yesterday, Autumn told me that the kids at school were saying today was going to be the end of the world. 6.6.06. She wasn't crying or anything, just looking to me to reassure her. I joked, like I always do. She asked what if we don't wake up tomorrow? I said well, you won't care because you'll be dead. In the light of day, I realize that maybe wasn't that funny. I told her it was going to be a day like any other day (cross your fingers and toes). I'm sure the antichrist has better fish to fry than us. (God protect us) Today she woke up and didn't even mention it. I didn't think of it til just now. I sent her a text message telling her that I was right, and it was a beautiful day (keep checking window, yes the world is indeed still there) just like any other day.
How soon we forget what it's like to be a kid in this scary world. As a grown up I know that she has nothing to worry about but her homework and washing her stink off. I've forgotten what it's like to be 11 and remember what if feels like to think about war, disease and what the fuck the antichrist even looks like. The weight of the world can be burdensome. I'll be sure to hug her extra hard tonight.
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