Today while we were driving Jacoba asked Zion,

“Zion, what is a widow again?”

Zion said, “it’s when a mom’s husband dies”.

Jacoba said “oh yeah”. 

I listened.

Zion then said to me, “Do you know what you are?”

I asked him to tell me.

He said ” You are a windo..err a widnn…err widoor…err…a widower.  A widower”.

He then quickly added, “that’s hard to say”.

Yes it is my son, yes it is.