Too little to be that big
This morning at 4:30 Quintus left for the weekend with is amazing Uncle Michael. Last year Quintus and Jason went with Michael on what they called a “Men’s weekend” to my brother in Louis Trichardt. This weekend would have been the same thing, however Jason opted to stay and go to his friend’s birthday party.
This morning as I woke up Quintus, his body so warm from sleep and the extra heat he gets from sleeping right next to his brother, he seemed so small. So small to do this…just him. No Jason.
Even though Quintus and Jason fights like any two brothers, they are extremely close. Don’t go to sleep without the other. When they buy sweets at the school tuck shop, they will keep some for the other. When they can they bring something back from parties they go to. Pretty much a unit.
The night Jason decided to rather stay, Quintus cried. He didn’t want to leave Jason behind. He would miss him too much.
This morning, after getting dressed and telling me a million times to tell Jason he says goodbye and he is going to miss him, he walked into their room and kissed his sleeping brother good-bye.
That’s a moment I don’t want to forget. True, honest emotion.