Today in Relief Society (the women's meeting at my church), our lesson was about the importance of counseling together as families. We divided into four groups to discuss the different types of family councils.
My group was selected to discuss executive family coucils. Those that consist of a husband and wife meeting together to discuss their relationship as well as their children. Naturally I began to feel sad.
I left the room and went into the Mother's Room. I sat down alone on an armchair and cried.
A little girl entered the room and looked at me. "Are you okay?"
"Why are you sad?"
"Do you know what divorce is?"
"Well I'm getting divorced and it is sad."
She sat down on the chair by me and started talking. She had a 19 year old sister who has a new husband and she's pregnant, two brothers-ages 16 and 14. Then her. She's 8. She has a step dad now. Her mom is pregnant and is going to have a baby at the same time as her sister. She thinks her mom will get divorced from her stepdad soon. Her stepdad is a little nice, a little mean, and a lot sad. She is visiting her dad today who lives in my congregation.
I told her that my husband had a son, 7 years old, my stepson. We talked a bit about how he would be starting 2nd grade and she would be starting 3rd. She already knows how to write her name in cursive.
I noticed a cute little purse on her lap. I told her I liked it.
She opened the zipper. "I have something I want to give to your stepson."
She found it in the road once and a car almost ran over it, but she saved it because she wanted to have it.
I told her thank you. Then I said "Did you know that before you came in here, I was crying and I was sad, and I said a prayer that someone would come in and help me feel better. And do you know who came in?"
She pointed to herself. "Me?"
Standing up, she said with authority "I think you should go back to class now."
And I did.
And that my friends is how it's done. Kids for the win.