Over the holidays, my 2-year-old grandson Robi came to visit. And multiple times a day, he would pick up a pretend phone… and call Batman.
The conversations were always short. Always serious. And always in the most adorable African accent.
“Hello Batman. How are you?”
“Ok bye.”
Sometimes it was:
“Batman… did you eat?”
Or:
“Batman, I’m going out. See you later.”
I couldn’t stop smiling.
But then I realized something…
Robi isn’t just playing.
He’s rehearsing what it feels like to reach for safety. To connect. To check in. To feel brave… with someone powerful on the other end of the line.
And I realized that we do the same thing. We just call different versions of Batman.
Some of us call a friend.
Some of us call our spouse.
Some of us call our mom, even if she’s no longer here.
Some of us call prayer.
And maybe that’s the real lesson Robi reminded me of. The goal is to know who you can call when life feels heavy.
So today I’m asking myself…
Who’s on my speed dial? And am I am a safe place for someone else?
Because even Batman needs a check-in sometimes. And apparently… he also needs to eat.
