Sorry to take a break from the story. My fourth grade son's teacher died this morning and I can't think of words for the next part of our love story. Possibly it could be just to speak of the tender way my husband took my son into his arms and said, "Sorry about your teacher." Or maybe it was the way his hands patted back my boys hair, and a bit of the tears that were shed as he held him in his arms; tears shed by both of my men, for losing a teacher at such a young age makes a boy grow up too fast. Then my husband picked him up, laid my little mans head on his shoulder and held him until he had cried himself out of tears. Tomorrow wont change todays event, but in time he will find his heart has gotten used to not being use to the pain, and pretty soon he will be back at school; playing with his friends, doing math, music, recess; and he won't sigh so big, and the tears wont come as often. But not tonight.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
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'Will you, um, marry me?' I haven't seen you in weeks! You don't look happy or excited about the prospect of our marriage! You're asking me to give up my - my freedom, my joie de vivre for an institution that fails as often as it succeeds? And why should I marry you anyway? I mean, why do you wanna marry me? Besides some bourgeois desire to fulfill an ideal that society embeds in us from an early age to promote a consumer capitalist agenda?
10 comments:
Oh my goodness... What a hard day. What a sad day. I hope your little boy is quickly back to digging in dirt with carefree childhood thoughts. The discription of your hubby comforting your son was touching, I am in tears. Reminds me of my daddy when my cousin died when I was little.
I hope tomorrow is better.
I hope tomorrow brings some smiles your way. that is so sad!!
oh man, that's hard.
Oh that is so horrible! I never had a teacher that died while they were my teacher, that must be so hard on him! ((hugs))
OHH that is so rough my prayers are with the kids in the class and the teachers family. What a blow.
I'm so sorry! My heart goes out to him. I lost my fifth grade teacher to cancer and I still remember so clearly my mom coming into my bedroom to break the news to me. I wish you guys the best :)
Lose is difficult at any age, as a child you must reach out to parents and teachers for support. Lossing one of those so important in your life must be very trying. our prayers are with you always. May the confort of the gospel help in the healing.
I'm so sorry...it is so hard when a much beloved teacher dies because she touches so many lives.
oh no! prayers for your family and theirs. :(
I am so sorry! He will need lots of loves and hugs, won't he?
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