2 months later
Papa was finally leaving the hospital today, it was the best day of my life. He was so happy and I couldn’t help but cry.
In those two months while Papa was healing from the surgery, I focused on myself and the girls. I’ve been seeing a therapist helping me deal with my past. Blue and I were in a better place and Rumi seemed happy in her own ‘world’.
Beyonce and I don’t talk, after getting back from her work conference which she was gone for a month, I asked that she left me alone and if it was about the kids she should talk to them directly and as for Papa if he asked of her I’d let him see her.
We prepared a small welcome home surprise for Papa, it was just me, the girls and my parents. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Times like this I was thankful that my work was an online business. It awarded me the time to spend with Papa. “Mom, can I see ma?” we were in bed watching his favorite cartoons and the time was just after 8pm. A selfish part of me hoped that he would not ask for Beyonce and boy
was I wrong. “It’s late baby, how about we call her tomorrow?” I asked, “but mommy I want to talk to her” there’s no winning with his cute pout.
I called Beyonce and surprisingly she answered.
Me- Papa is asking for you
Beyonce- put him on
I put the phone on speaker before handing it to him, Papa is my son after all.
Papa- ma…
Beyonce- hi Papa bear, how are you?
Papa- good ma, when are you coming?
Beyonce- soon love, I miss you so much
Papa- I miss you too, ma I’m better now can I come visit.
Beyonce- of course you can, just ask your mommy first alright?
Papa- okay...
Beyonce- where’s your sisters?
Papa- on their phones in Rumi’s room
Beyonce - hahaha… soon that will be you
Papa- yes
Beyonce- you are not disagreeing?
Papa- nope
Beyonce- smarty pants
Papa-ma…
Beyonce- yes?
Papa- do you still love me?
My heart hurt when he asked Beyonce that.
Beyonce- I love you, I’ll visit soon okay let me talk with your mom.
I took the phone and turned off the loud speaker “I’ll be back” I told Papa and went to the bathroom.
Me- he is questioning your love for him, gosh Beyonce! he’s literally 9
Beyonce- work is hectic Onika you wouldn’t understand.
Me- right, because work is more important than him. I refuse to let my child play second best to your job!
Beyonce- I’m not dealing with this…
Me- figured, don’t make promises to my child you can’t keep
Beyonce- if only you knew
Me- knew what? How important your job is?
Beyonce- have a good night Onika
