|My dad introducing Leo to FDR|
Last night he announced, randomly, that "Pepere is not here. Pepere is coming tomorrow." (Pepere being my dad, who died in 2006.)
I responded, with a hitch in my voice, "No, baby, Pepere is gone. Pepere is not coming back."
Then Leo said, "Scott is all gone. Scott is NOT coming tomorrow." (Scott being one of the divorce casualties, as well as one of Leo's favorite people.)
I said, "No, Scott is not all gone. We might see Scott again."
Leo paused. "Pepere is all gone. We'll see Scott tomorrow."
Maybe, Sweetie. I hope so. I really miss Scott, too.
And I have to admit, Leo's considering that my dad may really be gone makes my heart twist, because as long as Leo didn't accept it, part of me didn't have to, either.
(I may sleep with a copy of Dale Carnegie, my dad's social skills bible, under my pillow tonight.)