Justin has had a hamster for about 3 1/2 years (his name was Hamsterveal from Lilo and stitch). He finally died yesterday 2/13, when we woke up we found him. When Justin got up I had to break the news to him. He took it really well and was ok with the fact he was now in heaven. After school we took him to the open lot next door and buried him, right in the view of Justin's bedroom window (so when he looks out he can see him and remember all the fun he had with him, Justin's Idea). Once we got back the kids got to play outside with their friends Jack and Nate. Justin seemed to be fine and getting over his loss so I thought.
When it was time to go home we got up stairs and he broke down BIG TIME! This was the first time Justin has ever lost something (besides fish witch he thinks are fun to flush). It was so hard to see him cry and feel the pain of losing something he loved. The worst part was I knew I couldn't do this for him and he just had to go through this. This hit me pretty hard as I realized he is growing up and I cant make everything go away for him. He has to feel and go through these things by himself. The only thing I can do is be there for him when he needs a hug or kind word.
Last night at bookclub we got on the subject of helping your kids be independent. I really though about how I can start stepping back a little and let Justin do more on his own. He is going to be 6 years old in March he isn't a baby anymore. As hard as it is for me to let loses my grip even more then I all ready do, I know I have too. Man I hate my kids growing up, know matter how old they get I don't think I will ever be ready for it.