Yesterday afternoon, Grace and I had this conversation in the car on the way home from school...
Grace: Do we still use canons?
Me: I don't know. That's a daddy-question.
Grace: Do they have canons at Daddy's work?
Me: I don't think so. But they have bombs.
Grace: Bombs? Like Fruit Ninja?
Tonight during dinner, out of the blue Grace asks me this question...
Grace: When will Daddy have to go back to Iraq?
Me: Iraq? I hope never again. The war there is over for us.
Grace: There aren't more wars?
Me: Well, yes there are still wars going on. But Daddy doesn't have to go right now to fight in those.
Grace: Daddy goes there to fight for us, right?
Me: Yep! Daddy wants us all to be safe.
Grace: I wish there weren't wars. Aren't you glad Daddy didn't die when he was away?
Me: Oh my gosh, yes. I'm so happy Daddy came home to us.
These are such hard conversations. These topics don't come up often. Joel's been home now 1 1/2 years - the longest stretch since Grace has been born. So topics like war, soldiers dying and people being killed overseas don't come up in our house too often. For the past 1 1/2 years, life here has seemed normal. Not quite civilian-life normal, but still pretty quiet.
I just pray that God would grant me wisdom for these hard conversations. These aren't things I would have ever dreamed to talk about with my 6 year old.
Do any of you military moms have advice for how to handle these hard topics?