now, granted, our family has been through a wringer in the last 18 months, getting my older son back on track. But there are worse things and some of them came calling tonight.
My son came over for a few hours and was pretty subdued and quiet and after watching a movie with me for a while, he told me what was wrong.
One of his former classmates, a bright and beautiful young girl, killed herself last week. She would have been 19 next week. She was struggling in her first year at college and despondent over her failing grades although by all accounts, she let no one know. She hung herself.
There is nothing that can prepare you for your child asking why... WHY did this happen?
She could have had help if anyone had known... and if anyone could have convinced her that failing school is not failing LIFE.
There was a memorial service at the high school and my son had gone, although he was embarrassed he hadn't been dressed up. ''What you wore is not the important part,'' i told him. ''Only that you were there.''
We talked at length and it was hard on both of us. Some years ago, I lost a friend to suicide as well.
He'll never forget this. And the questions will always be there.
If you can, spare a prayer for Kristin and her family and her friends. For comfort, for peace, and for the strength to heal.
And maybe a small prayer for my son, who's learned some hard lessons in the last year, but perhaps learned the hardest one tonight...