Sad

My cousin's 12 year old daughter died last week.  Her obit was in the paper today.  It was really lovely.  It's so hard to wrap your brain around kids' deaths.  Sal and I had seen her at a gathering we had for my aunt this fall - she was so good to Sal.  Helping her roast hotdogs and marshmallows.  A real sweetie.  Crazy how quickly life changes.  She had meningitis and was actually starting to get better, but that was not to be. 

So, I'm sitting here with a sympathy card in front of me and I have NO idea of what words to even put down.  How do you even start???  To me that HAS to be like hell on earth - to loose your child.  Even though I pray every night that I live just one day longer than Sal - what I mean is for her to live a nice long life and for me to be there for her the whole time.  Just brings the whole me leaving her front and center more and more.

I've decided not to tell Sally.  She didn't know Megan all that well.  We had just been with the whole family the one time that she remembers .  As it is, Sal has this phobia of being sick.  She insists she's NEVER sick.  (when you're sick you have to stay home from school)  So, I don't think telling her that Megan got sick and died would be a good thing.  Too much unnecessary anxiety. 

On a very weird note - my guided reading group is reading a book in which the one of the characters (a 12 year old boy) died.  Talk about bringing things full circle.