So today I’ve spent most of the day with my little brother who I adore, we’ve been playing Football, Catch, playing Buck-a-roo and reading The Gruffalo. He’s 4 years old and such a smart kid. He started school recently and has been having a hard time with it as he suffers from social anxiety disorder, it’s literally heartbreaking to see him not mixing with the other kids and getting upset at school. Today he asked me if we could go for a walk in the garden and have a talk, he then he sat me down on a chair and grabbed himself one too, this is the following conversation we had; ‘So what do you want to talk about Jack?’ ‘School… A boy the other day hit my head’ ‘Well surely it was an accident?’ ‘Yes it was, but it hurt.. and then I couldn’t stop crying’ ‘Why couldn’t you stop crying’ ‘Because I love my mummy so much’ ‘Mummy loves you too Jack, she’s not always going to be at school with you but you have to remember that she loves you and will be there when you finish, besides School’s fun’ ‘Does it upset you when you hear that I were crying big sis?’ ‘Yes it does, I just want you to be happy and have fun with the other kids’ ‘I won’t cry anymore big sis I promise’ ‘I love you Jack squeeze cuddle?’ ‘I love you too’ 

I was literally holding back the tears

Sunday Sep 9 @ 08:08pm 3 notes