Thursday, March 10, 2011
To Tell the Truth...
Now my children did not know that JG was gone. We could have easily said nothing about it... taken an easy way out and said that he ran away. I was tempted to do both of these. then my own words came back to me. "Hudson it is always best to tell the truth."
So when daddy got home from work we told Hudson (and Meadow who didn't seem all that mournful) that their loved pet had died.
Were there tears? Sure. But there was also a very sweet time of remembrance. Remembering how Jammie Georgie would follow us on our walks through the trees on the property like he was a little hunter. Remembering how he would sneak into the barn with us when we went out to collect eggs.
God blessed this moment of truth. Not only with our precious talk but with an example from myself to my son that even when it's hard... tell the truth.