Tuesday, November 15, 2011

One of the things I love about Max's school is that the classes are small. And they travel together as a class for two to three years. And when a class really meshes, it makes for some pretty tight-knit friends. Max is with a wonderful group of kids, each special in his or her own ways...as all kids are.

But now they are missing one of their friends. It's still hard to comprehend. Seriously, how does one comprehend the sudden death of a sweet little nine-year-old girl?

Max is not a big talker, so I didn't expect a long drawn out answer when I asked him how school was today. I wasn't surprised when he simply said, "It was different. And really sad." I was surprised by the tears that welled up in his eyes though. And was even more surprised when he said he wanted to go to the viewing. Surprised, and relieved. I have no idea where he got his little stoic streak, but I'm glad to see it crumble a bit. Not that I want him to hurt, of course. Just that I don't want him to try so hard to hide it when the hurt is there.

7 comments:

Nymeth said...

:( Give him a big hug from me.

Eva said...

:( I'm sorry. That's so sad.

DesLily said...

it is good that he can let you see how he feels !

:o( I kinda hope it's a closed casket... seeing someone you care about "dead" isn't always gotten over...I no longer believe that is the way anyone wants to remember that person but once you see them.. it IS how you remember them.

Somer said...

I'm so sorry. That is so tough to deal with at any age.

Jean said...

Hugs to both of you!

Trish said...

Oh, this post hurts my heart and what little Max must be going through. I agree, though, that showing that bit of hurt IS a good thing. Hugs.

Care said...

oh! ((((Hugs))))