My poor Declan has had a rough few weeks. Sleep issues combined with anxiety issues have made life not so fun. This week I was determined to get him up and moving in the right direction and I did...until yesterday. Yesterday, I got a letter home from school informing me that a classmate of Declan's(also a fellow scout) lost his father. As you can imagine this send Declan into a frenzy of questions that ranged from "why did he die" to "is daddy going to die", not fun. Please understand that I know what my child is feeling in no way relates to the pain of his friend and his family, but it has renewed some of the anxiety we had been able to take away.
I wish there were simple answers to give in regards to death and dying. I wonder if a belief in something would make it easier or more understandable. Right now all I feel is sad; sad that a young boy and his family had to watch their loved one slip away. Sad that he will know that pain for the rest of his life and selfishly hoping that my children don't know that pain for a very long time. I know that Declan will work through this stress too and that in a relatively shot time he will find something new to stress over.
Right now I would like to send many thoughts to Declan's friend/classmate and his family.
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