This week has been tragic, sad and horrible. My son is in the second grade, and daily I am amazed at what he knows, can do, or is curious about. It seems like just yesterday he was brand new. This week he and his classmates were forced to deal with something I believe no child should have to deal with...the death of a friend and classmate.
As a parent, I want to shelter, protect and keep my children's innocence from all of the stuff adults have to deal with or know about. I want to build their dreams, encourage their hopes and make them believe anything and everything is possible.
I never imagined explaining the death of a friend to my child. Death of an elderly loved one, sure, not easy, but expected.
It has been a long week, a difficult week, a heartbreaking week, and yet still life goes on.
I am thankful now more than ever for my children's school, for the supportive community and amazing teachers. I am thankful that my son is still to young to fully understand the sadness of the loss, and that he has the faith and innocence of a child. I am thankful that he has faith in a greater purpose and something after this world.
To childhood...the sweetness, the simplicity, the beauty. I wish we could all hold on to it just a little longer.
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