Chapter 506 - Dominic, let me help you to understand (1)

28 May, Matthew's on-base accommodation, City K

As she was climbing the stairs to the second level, Monica started thinking was she doing the right thing. Being a military officer's wife, constantly posed challenges with managing children's emotions when news of relocations came at short notice, but this was different. Dominic was in a situation where what he perceived as the truth of his existence had been destroyed by Lexi and Matthew. Could she, in talking to Dominic, address that issue. That was the real question. The potential was, in doing what she was about to do, he would resent all a.d.u.l.ts around him. They problem for her was that she could not stand by and do nothing. The look on his face every time she had seen him in the past couple of days was breaking her heart.

Knocking on Dominic's bedroom door Monica called out "Can I come in Dominic?"

I loud call of "Go away," came from Dominic inside the room.

Deciding to ignore Dominic's words, Monica open the door and walked in. The sight before her eyes broke her heart. Dominic was how told on his bed, hugging a teddy bear, and crying like anything. This little boy, so heard and in that moment, she knew ignoring his words was the right thing to have done.

"Dominic, talk to me please," responded Monica in a quiet, calming tone.

"No," can the firm angry but hood reply from Dominic wow refusing to look at Monica directly.

Monica, moved over to the bed and sat down on the edge before in the same quiet, calming tone saying "Dominic, you are hurting you need to talk to somebody. I know you do not want to talk to your Mummy or your Daddy Matthew. and I can also understand you do not want to talk to your uncles. But you need to talk to an a.d.u.l.t who can help you. Let me be that person"

"Why should I?"

"Dominic, how can we help you if we have no idea what you were worried about. If you don't talk to someone, we cannot change things for you or if things cannot be changed we cannot help you deal with them."

After a pause, Monica continued "I do not know if you know I went to school with your mummy. I understand what your school is like because I also went there. But I know not talking to a.d.u.l.ts causes problems. I had lots of issues with my parents growing up, and I never talked about them with anyone. What I saw as the problems were never addressed. While you may not want to think about it being an issue now, small things build up over time."

"But they lied to me. Lying is wrong."

Gathering Dominic for a hug, Monica continued "You are right that lying can be wrong. But you should not immediately say that somebody did the wrong thing. There can be reasons for someone lying, and it is not bad, if the intentions behind what was done was good."

"Aunty Monica, that is not right."

"Dominic, let me give you an example. Your Uncle Joseph when he has to go and do something as a soldier will tell me that he is doing something that is safe but in fact he is doing something dangerous and could get him hurt or killed. Leaving aside the issue that he could not tell me exactly what he was doing, he told me what he did was to prevent me from worrying about him. Is that a lie? Absolutely. But he did what he did for the right reasons, to protect me and stop me from worrying. Do I like that he lied to me? No. But I can understand that he did that and I appreciate that he told me what he did to keep me as safe as he could."

"But that is still a lie Aunty Monica. How can you say that was alright."

Monica closed her eyes for a second, took a couple of calming breaths and said "You know when your Mummy came back married to your Daddy Matthew?"

"Yes," came Dominic's quick reply.

"Your Uncle Joseph had some days off and was meant to be a home with me and our family. He was stationed in the capital, and we lived in on-base accommodation there. He was called to do something urgently. He told me that it was an administrative reason he had to come here to City K. I knew that it was not the truth because there was no need for him to come here and that he was going to do something dangerous. But, due to his lie I did not worry that he would not do everything he could to come back to us. He did, and while he had a couple of cuts and scr.a.p.es, I could forgive his lie. Do you think he was wrong in telling me that, to stop me from worrying too much?"

Dominic looked at Monica and said, "How could you forgive a lie?"

"Dominic, I look at why something is a lie, and think about why it happened before I judge. That may seem easy to say, but it is difficult to do because the lie itself can hurt. Not only the person it is told to, but the people involved in constructing the lie. When your Uncle Joseph tells me those lies, it is always to stop me worrying. I look to what he intended in what he said, and that lets me forgive him for the lie. But that does not stop me hurting each time he tells me this. I hurt like you are hurting how."

Monica paused and observed that Dominic had listened to what she had been saying before adding "Dominic, maybe it will help you to figure out how you feel, if I tell you what I know about your Mummy and Daddy Matthew's past."

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