Done with telling her happy experience at school yesterday , out of the blue, after some period of silence, something came from her mouth,
“When I am older, I’ll have a husband”.
(Stay calm)
“What do you mean?”
“I’ll get married and have a husband”.
(What’s with this sudden idea?)
“Wait until I park the car and we talk about this”.
Glad when this happened it was already near home. It was such a distraction during driving. Off-record convo kept going until we arrived at the parking lot.
Asked the main idea again once the engine was off.
Even asked her once again to get to know what’s her main idea to blurt out such thing suddenly.
Did I say “gentar” is the word to describe the end of the first 7 years?
This kind is one of the reasons why.
To fully accept and realize that she is no longer a little baby.
To answer many questions without preparations.
To deal with many hard conversations to come.
I don’t know whether it’s the right thing to do or not, as someone who is being next to her most of the time, I almost always take her questions seriously.
So, instead of telling her that this is not something to talk about on her age, I am more eager to know what’s on her mind and how much she could elaborate, in spite of her limitations in language and understanding.
More than worry, I was actually quite happy having this convo because this means she could talk freely about everything on her mind with me. Something that we definitely need in future years to come.
Also a reminder to not underestimate my child for something that she is capable of thinking and doing despite her age and conditions.
Like being capable of describing the qualities she wants for her future partner to the flowers she would like to have for the wedding.
May Allah grant her good wish and grant me (and her dad) more patience and better guidance to walk this journey safely.
Amin.
How I am not ready for this.
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