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I need serious hugs.

My middle child is in first grade (so he's 7). Since he was 4 and in pre-k, he's been in class with a little boy who had cancer. We've seen him go in and out of remission, and my son has played with him at recess and listened to his stories about the hospital and chemo and loosing his hair.

He died last night.

My son, who was so cavalier the other day when we talked about it, is so sad today. He didn't want to go to school (unusual for him because he loves school and his friends) and spent the last fifteen minutes in my lap.

I can not fathom the grief J's parents feel. I can not imagine their suffering. And I am so sad now, sad for them, sad for my son, sad at the horrible possibilities.

Hug your kids.


*huge Amazon hugs your way honey*

I'm so sorry, so sorry for your son, and for the little boy's family. Also for the rest of the children in his grade who will be affected by this loss. Life's lessons are often cruel and your son is very blessed to have you to lean on. In most cases a good ear and a strong hug are the best answers.

Life is fleeting and losing someone so young is very tough. Let me know if you want to talk more. :kiss:

In my own battles and expiriences in the chemo rooms, losing children to this disease is the worst. My thoughts and prayers your way.
 
I need serious hugs.

My middle child is in first grade (so he's 7). Since he was 4 and in pre-k, he's been in class with a little boy who had cancer. We've seen him go in and out of remission, and my son has played with him at recess and listened to his stories about the hospital and chemo and loosing his hair.

He died last night.

My son, who was so cavalier the other day when we talked about it, is so sad today. He didn't want to go to school (unusual for him because he loves school and his friends) and spent the last fifteen minutes in my lap.

I can not fathom the grief J's parents feel. I can not imagine their suffering. And I am so sad now, sad for them, sad for my son, sad at the horrible possibilities.

Hug your kids.

My heart goes out to the family. One of my favorite clients when I was in banking was a nurse who worked in the kids cancer unit. I never understood how she managed it.

The loss of anyone you value is hard. The loss of a child is devastating.
 
I need serious hugs.

My middle child is in first grade (so he's 7). Since he was 4 and in pre-k, he's been in class with a little boy who had cancer. We've seen him go in and out of remission, and my son has played with him at recess and listened to his stories about the hospital and chemo and loosing his hair.

He died last night.

My son, who was so cavalier the other day when we talked about it, is so sad today. He didn't want to go to school (unusual for him because he loves school and his friends) and spent the last fifteen minutes in my lap.

I can not fathom the grief J's parents feel. I can not imagine their suffering. And I am so sad now, sad for them, sad for my son, sad at the horrible possibilities.

Hug your kids.

Oh, hon.

:rose:
 
Do I wear a sign that says "Please invite me to the truck stop so we can have nasty, dirty sex"? Is it because I smile too much?!? I wish I knew the answer, I'd stop doing it.
 
I am so very tired. I am weary of the daily efforts to make it all seem okay, when it's not okay. I am weary of sickness and sadness. I am weary of most things except the birds singing outside my window and the flowers in bloom and the smile that I see on my Mother's face when she feels happy.
 
I need serious hugs.

My middle child is in first grade (so he's 7). Since he was 4 and in pre-k, he's been in class with a little boy who had cancer. We've seen him go in and out of remission, and my son has played with him at recess and listened to his stories about the hospital and chemo and loosing his hair.

He died last night.

My son, who was so cavalier the other day when we talked about it, is so sad today. He didn't want to go to school (unusual for him because he loves school and his friends) and spent the last fifteen minutes in my lap.

I can not fathom the grief J's parents feel. I can not imagine their suffering. And I am so sad now, sad for them, sad for my son, sad at the horrible possibilities.

Hug your kids.
{{{BIG HUGZ}}} for you my dear!
 
I need serious hugs.

My middle child is in first grade (so he's 7). Since he was 4 and in pre-k, he's been in class with a little boy who had cancer. We've seen him go in and out of remission, and my son has played with him at recess and listened to his stories about the hospital and chemo and loosing his hair.

He died last night.

My son, who was so cavalier the other day when we talked about it, is so sad today. He didn't want to go to school (unusual for him because he loves school and his friends) and spent the last fifteen minutes in my lap.

I can not fathom the grief J's parents feel. I can not imagine their suffering. And I am so sad now, sad for them, sad for my son, sad at the horrible possibilities.

Hug your kids.

Giant hugs to you. :heart:

Look forward to a real one as soon as possible.
 
Well...got the heads up notice...the Navy will be sending me off in about 2 weeks. There is no official day yet, just happened to run into the legalman whom informed me that he'd seen traffic that it was approved...and estimates about two weeks from now...
 
Well...got the heads up notice...the Navy will be sending me off in about 2 weeks. There is no official day yet, just happened to run into the legalman whom informed me that he'd seen traffic that it was approved...and estimates about two weeks from now...

:cool: Be safe... Always
 
:cool: Be safe... Always

Yeah, honestly mixed emotions right now heh. In some aspects I'll miss it...but you can't help but feel like you're being thrown to the curb. Know the sad part? They're kicking out a guy whose recent eval was a 4.7 and just got put up for a Navy Achievement Medal heh.
 
I was just gifted a 1888 edition of German fairytales with English notes, glossary and appendix. Too cool. :)

I'm reading through it right now, and gods, this stirs memories.
 
Yeah, honestly mixed emotions right now heh. In some aspects I'll miss it...but you can't help but feel like you're being thrown to the curb. Know the sad part? They're kicking out a guy whose recent eval was a 4.7 and just got put up for a Navy Achievement Medal heh.

Is this medical? For the eye? :(
That just isn't right :(
 
I need serious hugs.

My middle child is in first grade (so he's 7). Since he was 4 and in pre-k, he's been in class with a little boy who had cancer. We've seen him go in and out of remission, and my son has played with him at recess and listened to his stories about the hospital and chemo and loosing his hair.

He died last night.

My son, who was so cavalier the other day when we talked about it, is so sad today. He didn't want to go to school (unusual for him because he loves school and his friends) and spent the last fifteen minutes in my lap.

I can not fathom the grief J's parents feel. I can not imagine their suffering. And I am so sad now, sad for them, sad for my son, sad at the horrible possibilities.

Hug your kids.

Hugs and prayers to you, your son, for his friend and his friends family :rose:
 
Why do I have to be so fucking honest? Telling him isn't going to help anything. :(:(:(

from experience, I am going to say here that you never know when having been honest is going to pay benefits.

honesty is not the easy policy, but it is the best.
 
from experience, I am going to say here that you never know when having been honest is going to pay benefits.
The converse is also true: You never know when having been dishonest is going to bite you in the ass.
 
The converse is also true: You never know when having been dishonest is going to bite you in the ass.

indeed.

SJ, the benefits are legion... and the negatives of deception feed upon themselves. What's more, the unfortunate truth is that one time when you are not honest is like one time being late for work... it takes a lot of being on time to make up for it.

Always better to be honest and thus not have to worry about it.
 
from experience, I am going to say here that you never know when having been honest is going to pay benefits.

honesty is not the easy policy, but it is the best.

The converse is also true: You never know when having been dishonest is going to bite you in the ass.

indeed.

SJ, the benefits are legion... and the negatives of deception feed upon themselves. What's more, the unfortunate truth is that one time when you are not honest is like one time being late for work... it takes a lot of being on time to make up for it.

Always better to be honest and thus not have to worry about it.

I can't stress the value of these tidbits of information enough.
 
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