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Eating Bugs My husband made his little sister eat bugs. It ended one day when he told her to eat a big ant, and it bit her on the lip. But it began a life-long running joke between them about eating bugs. Several years ago, my sister-in-law was in the hospital with ovarian cancer. She was a young person, but we were told to prepare to lose her. It was such a scary time. You couldn’t tell we were scared by looking at my husband with his sister. They had tears rolling down their faces, not from sadness, but from laughter. The bug memories from their childhood sent them into belly-aching laughter, and it was like the two of them were the only people in the world. I sat in the hospital room, too, and I knew at that moment there was nothing I wanted more for my future children than to have a relationship with each other like my husband has with his sister. I knew that if my sister-in-law survived cancer, she would be the godparent of my first child. And she is. All the academic stuff my children learn will serve them well in life, but none of that will ever be as valuable and cherished as a rich childhood spent together. It’s the best gift I can give to them. Someday my kids will have their own version of the bug-eating story, and my hope for them is that when they are old people, they will still be laughing about it.
10:39 AM - Oct. 26, 2006 - post comment
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