Brokenhearted

Someone broke my heart yesterday. She’s nine years old and probably the last person in the world I would expect to hurt me. She really didn’t intend to and I know what she said was only shared at my insistence but it still hurt to hear. Sometimes it’s really a challenge to remember she’s only nine and has a nine year old’s mind. The sad thing is I knew what was bothering her before I asked. I did the big sister “thing” and said all the required comforting words and I can only hope that one day I’ll be able to forget what happened as she appears to have moved on before her head hit the pillow tonight