Alex was certain he didn't want to go. I heard that Andrew is wearing his school T-shirt. It's the same shirt Alex often wears. I am pretty certain I couldn't have handled that.
I was in tears today when I approached the school to pick up my kids and the automated sign said "Andrew, We love you". I'm crying even as I type it.
The school has done an outstanding job of dealing with the loss. Andrew's hospice provided an information sheet for dealing with grief. It also included a list of "Phrases families find comforting" and "Phrases families don't find helpfu". Among the ones that were considered not helpful were:
This is God's will
This is not ours to understand
He/she is in a better place now
Among the top comforts were sharing stories of the child and just being there or saying a simple "I'm sorry".
I do agree that at least he is no longer in pain. But his family's pain will never end. The thought alone of losing one of my children is enough to make me feel ill and bring me to tears. I can't even wrap my brain around the reality of it. My heart just aches.
Alex asked me today "Mommy, why does cancer happen to such nice people?" I told him I simply didn't know. I wonder that myself all the time.
Gotta go cry now.