It is difficult when kids leave home.
When they are living far away. And when they are unwell, it is even worse. It could even be a slight cold. Or a touch of fever.
The elder one told me the other day that she was feeling slightly under the weather. Its crazy , but I immediately had ‘sympathetic pains’( I know it sounds silly, but it's true!). And told her so.
Her reaction –‘Are you sure they are sympathetic pains?’ 'Nothing serious?'
‘Do you need to go to the doctor?’
A week later scene shifts to the younger one. I am worried sick. At least the elder one is married. She has someone to take care of her. But this one, poor thing is on her own. With another roommate as young as her. Again the sympathetic pains. I know I should not tell her, but I do.
‘I have these sympathetic pains’.
‘Don’t be silly’. ‘You are only trying to get some attention away from me!!’
For a moment, she does not sound weak and ill.
Am I offended? No, not one bit. I am reassured.
All Izz Well...