I attended another funeral yesterday morning. I feel like been to a a lot of those over the last few years. Part of that stemmed from the fact that I was the Relief Society President of our ward for a couple of years. One of my responsibilities was to help out with the funerals for members of our church. I hope I was able to be of some help and comfort to those families who lost loved ones.
A year and a half ago, I participated in the funeral of my son's best friend Sarah. She was 4 years old. I didn't post about it at the time because it was just too...personal. I'm still not quite up to posting about it.
Yesterday the funeral was another little girl--the 6-year-old daughter of a family that I did not know very well. She was born within months of Andrew and Sarah. I'm glad that I went to the funeral. It was good...in a heartbreakingly sad sort of way.
But...I'd rather not have the opportunity to attend any more funerals for little girls. Or little boys for that matter. Can we make a rule? From now on, only people who have lived a good, long life are allowed to die. Let's say 80. Or maybe 90...
ETA: If you are interested, here is a
link to the story about the family who lost their daughter earlier this month. They have a long road ahead of them, and there are some links to the left side of the story with information on how to help them.