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LJ Idol Season 8, Home Game Entry: Holes

This is my home game entry for Week 37 of LJ Idol.

 

 

In a dark lake ringed with ridged mountains, sand swirls. Turbulence. Earthquake, whirlpool, and rock slide. Black detritus flies into the murk. Mountains become valleys, and a deluge digs a deep gully.

 

"I make a river," my son says. He is 2 and does not understand the mechanics of sand. But pouring water from his bucket does dig a deep channel emptying into the hole in the sand we've dug.

 

Gently, I explain to him that sand is made of particles. Raising a handful up, I let it spill through my fingers. "The water will flow between the particles and sink into the sand," I tell him.

 

Is it my job, I wonder, to prepare him for disappointment? Or just to be there for him when things inevitably sink through the particles of his life? Loss, heartbreak, failure?

 

Thinking about my statement, my son says, "It's OK, Mommy. I get more water." Before I can respond, he is dashing to the water with his bucket.

 

My laughter. The birds tweeting. A train roiling in trees across the lake. Motorboats. Sand.

 

We create this day. We stomp the sand together.

Comments

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kathrynrose
Aug. 17th, 2012 01:17 am (UTC)
"It's OK, Mommy. I get more water."

I love this!
alycewilson
Aug. 17th, 2012 12:54 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I was so tickled when he said that.
muchtooarrogant
Aug. 17th, 2012 02:11 am (UTC)
<< Gently, I explain to him that sand is made of particles. Raising a handful up, I let it spill through my fingers. "The water will flow between the particles and sink into the sand," I tell him. >>

Your Cut Text title caught my attention, and even here, when it was plain you weren't being literal, I was thinking, "Maybe they're God-like beings?" LOL Trying so hard to force you in a direction you weren't going. *grin*

<< Is it my job, I wonder, to prepare him for disappointment? Or just to be there for him when things inevitably sink through the particles of his life? Loss, heartbreak, failure? >>

That was beautiful. So much captured in so few words.

Dan
alycewilson
Aug. 17th, 2012 12:55 pm (UTC)
Thank you. I thought of doing fiction with a childlike god but decided to stick closer to reality.
n3m3sis42
Aug. 17th, 2012 03:00 am (UTC)
Awwww.
alycewilson
Aug. 17th, 2012 12:55 pm (UTC)
:)
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alycewilson
Aug. 17th, 2012 12:56 pm (UTC)
Thank you. Children's imagination is awesome. Not mentioned here, my nephew was building a utopia!
halfshellvenus
Aug. 17th, 2012 07:45 pm (UTC)
Is it my job, I wonder, to prepare him for disappointment? Or just to be there for him when things inevitably sink through the particles of his life?

There's such soulfulness to this question. It's one that I think most parents never stop asking themselves.
myrna_bird
Aug. 18th, 2012 03:45 pm (UTC)
Just precious!!
whipchick
Aug. 18th, 2012 09:00 pm (UTC)
This is so beautiful - the power we feel as tiny gods in our own world, and how even while we outgrow those, we move into greater realms, only to realize our powerlessness. I love how sparely you show this, and how much emotional punch is packed in here.
pixiebelle
Aug. 20th, 2012 10:44 pm (UTC)
This was beautiful. I love how your love for your son shines through every time you write about him.
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