Several days ago my son came to me and asked how many Lego’s I thought he had in his collection. I thought about it and told him 4 or 5 thousand. He smiled ear to ear and asked what we were doing on Saturday. I explained to him that I had nothing planned for us and he then asked if we could build something using all of his Lego’s. I looked at him, smiled, and said yes. All week every day he was so excited about building a giant army base of Lego’s
Its Saturday about 130 PM and we are on a lunch break. We are not even a thousand pieces into this project and we have been working on it since about 900 AM this morning. We have carefully thought out where the brig, battle emplacements, cannons, laser guided missiles, and landing pad will be. We have walls of the inner city and outside walls of the fort completed. We were working on one of long range cannons and as we tried to put a piece on we both dropped it and it the whole thing broke apart. For a moment we looked at it and stared back at each other. There was a brief moment of silence, and we both started laughing. He shrugged his shoulders and he said “That’s OK, we will just pick up the pieces and start over”!
As parents we know that in the world of Lego’s this is a relatively simple task to do. You just simply and literally lean over, pick the pieces up, and start building what ever it is you were trying to build. Can you imagine if real life were that simple? A death of a loved one, a failing marriage, or broken friendship, what if all you had to do was pick the pieces up and put them all back together. Just like Lego’s you could take the person in your marriage who is faltering and just snap them back into place, in the exact position they were in a year before? A little child’s broken heart, you could just snap a new one in and make him feel good as new.
My GF littlest boy is hurt by the divorce his Mom and Dad have gone through. The other day he was so sad, and I asked him what was wrong he looked at me and said nothing as little tears welled up in his eyes. I told him that I thought he may be a little sad, and I asked him why. He shrugged his shoulders and started crying as he said “I don’t know why I am sad”.
Failed marriages, broken friendships, and just about any other problem in real life is so to deal with sometimes. As much as we want to we can’t just pick up the pieces and move on. Until you cry a little, or are mad for a while, talk about it, the pieces will never go back together. Even when you do these things the pieces sometimes never go back exactly like they were before.
I turned back to my son, looking at him struggling with the pieces of the cannon we had dropped. Watching as he tried to make them go back together just like they were. His frustration building, as he looked to me for help. I smiled in relief that it was just a long range Lego Cannon. Luckily he has not had to learn just yet that in Life, sometimes the pieces never go back together once you have broken them.
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