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.