193 days….
Well C died last night. He was in hospice care. B did not come to school, but I had his class and one of the boys knew and was sharing the news as only an 8-yo boy can.
So *I* had to tell them. We spoke about how B might be feeling. How it might be appropriate to tell him that we care. How we could behave when we see him next.
and I cried in front of them.
They made cards, they thought about what they could do. They are sad for their friend.
I will see C’s wife K tonight. I will give her the cards for B.
So sad that life can be so crap for so many of us right now.
Look after C. He’s new there.
I miss you.
I need to hug you for a long time.
I love you.
