I was going to write this and apparently now is the time. My son has Sun, Saturn in the 8th house and is already well-acquainted with the reality of death since my daughter has had a slippery grip in this world for several years… since he was about five. I can’t tell you what all that means because what all it means is unfathomable, this is the nature of the 8th house.

But with my son in the bath (washing away his pain, he said) after I wrote that last blog, I was lying around with my daughter who told me I had a saved message on the cell phone she takes with her on weekends.

Well I did have a message but my son had two. From his girlfriend, this is who is also 8 years old – basically this is a girl from his class.

“Vidroid (his screen name), I’m not feeling very well. I really need to talk to you because my Grandma just died.” 

And then another message:

“Vidroid? I need to talk to you, my grandma is dead. Please call me.”

Pretty heavy, huh? But I’ll tell you something.

When my son was five the neighbor’s dog died. There were three kids home alone at the time, the oldest (a Capricorn) was an 11 year old boy. The little dog was lying dead under the house and this kid was in agony. I watched my kid spring into action, he was five years old.

“Joel? Joel? You okay, Joel? I’m sorry about your dog, Joel. Hey, Joel.”

No response.

“Joel? I’m coming over, Joel. I’m coming over right now.”

He then climbed the gate, and hopped the fence. The Capricorn sat down in the dirt, his back against the fence, staring at the dog under the house and my son sat down next to him… but not too close. And he stayed with him like that for about 45 minutes until the Capricorn moved to break the vigil.

“Thanks, Vidroid.”

“Sure, Joel. I’m sorry about your dog. If you need anything I’m home.”

He scrambled back over the fence and I was as proud as I have ever been in my life and I had nothing to do with it. This came from inside of him. I had never instructed him what to do in circumstances like these. This was his pure instinct and I was floored and humbled over this person I had brought into this world.

And you can imagine how I feel about him getting beaten up in any way, shape or form. I hate it but I see it every day of his (my) life.

Signed,
His mother