Monday, October 18, 2010


“Mom, I have two girlfriends, J., and I’m never going to break up with J., but now I also have L.C.,” he tells me, supplying both a first and last name for Girlfriend #2.

For the next couple of weeks it’s, “My two girlfriends” this and, “My two girlfriends” that. I ask if the two girlfriends know about each other, and if so, how do they feel about the situation? No direct answers come from my direct questions, but indirectly he lets me know everyone’s cool.

“Mom, LC has a ponytail. She is so cute. She is in 5th grade. She just couldn’t be any cuter.” Slowly the mentions of LC surpass those of J. I notice, but don’t say anything.

The other night at dinner he announces, “Well, I finally broke up with J.”

“Oh, yea? Because of LC?” I ask.

“She has a boyfriend named B.” he states.

“So did she break up with you?” I push.

He’s vague and doesn’t answer, but what I piece together over the next 48 hours is that he must have said something to J. about being his girlfriend, and she said something like, “You’re not my boyfriend. I already have a boyfriend named B.”

I’m pretty sure LC doesn’t know she has a boyfriend named Rojo, either, and maybe this relationship will go on for years much the way the one did with J., before it “ended.”

But not before some sweet soul is there to cushion the blow, I pray.


  1. Sweet souls will find each other and Roho has one of the sweetest souls...
    Love you

  2. Rojo seems to just know and to always just be right where he needs to be. Pretty sure you can trust in that. Such a poignant story, funny and sad all at the same time.

  3. Aww, I hope he's found a sweet, sensitive girl.

  4. We should all be so lucky to be known to Rojo as one of his girlfriends at least once in our lives. If only for a little bit.

  5. None of us make it through life without a heartbreak here or there. There's enough love flowing through his to keep it matter what.

  6. I believe with all my heart that the sweet ones will find him. Love.

  7. he will always be loved. it's just the way it's supposed to be.