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As I help my ten year old daughter Jami get prepared for her feild trip to the ballarina workshop, the memory of a bright, beautiful little girl fills my thoughts.
Jami recalls aloud the happy memories of her friend and their trip to the same workshop, just one year before, as she gathers her items needed for the day, hair brushes, ribbons, lip colors ect.
I leave Jami with her friends later that morning. As I drive away, the group of girls gets smaller and as the sight of them fades in the distance, I remember that day....One of those horrible feelings when the phone wakes you early in the morning and the voice on the other end brings tragic news.... Alyssa had died in the night from complications of the flu. It raced through my mind, How can this be true? We had just spent the evening with her the night before, and she had been to the doctor just that day.
Over the past year I have been filled with many feelings, from shock to confusion. How do you help a ten year old understand the death of a friend, when you are not sure you understand yourself? The photo to the left was taken just three short months before that day when Alyssa was taken from us. She is happy and full of life. I keep it on my desk at work. Each day it reminds me of a wonderful child who brought much joy to many peoples lives.
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