Anna (after watching Bambi on Jan 1st): The movie was a little bit scary. I didn’t like the fire, and I really hoped that Bambi and Faline would get married.
(Before going to bed that day): Mama, why couldn’t Bambi’s mother run faster? Why was Bambi all alone? He could go and live with another deer mother!
Me (trying to be positive): But, Anna, Bambi still had his father to take care of him. When I go on business trips to Israel, who is taking care of you?
Anna (with reproach). But, mama, Bambi’s mother didn’t go on a business trip to Israel! She got eaten!
I feel out of sorts since Monday. A former colleague of mine who I really liked and respected wrote about his upcoming fairly routine surgery on Facebook. He died on Monday in surgery. He was 32 and left two sons. I still remember the pictures he sent out of his second son who was born a month after Anna. The unexpected tragedy like this always throws me in for a loop, especially when it happens to someone I know. All the more reasons to live fully in the present, enjoy our children and our friends, because we are making memories that will last forever.