I found out today that a boy in the Sunday School class DH and I teach --- just barely 14 years old -- passed away last night during an acute asthma attack.
We teach the 12-14yo kids, so he's been in our class for two years; I feel like I know him well. He was one of Uno's swimming teachers last year (do I tell her what happened?). He was going to be on the freshman basketball team that DH is coaching this year.
DH got a call about it as we were heading to the big city on some errands; I cried the entire 50-minute drive, and really struggled to pull myself together as we got into town to do our shopping.
14 years old. He was a good kid: Funny and kind and and smart and he actually listened to our Sunday School lessons (not all do, lol). He was great with Uno.
I can't imagine what his family must be feeling today (if they're feeling anything at all; I might be struck numb with the grief if it were my child). I know, at least, that they have the gospel in their lives and the promise that they will see him and hug him and hold him again. I don't know how anyone goes on after a tragedy like this without that assurance.
My heart and my prayers are certainly with them. I can't believe he's gone.
~RCH~
6 years ago
3 comments:
I just wish I could give you a big hug.
I wish I could hug you too. I love you. I think that telling Uno would be the best policy instead of having her ask where is...? You know? You've taught her the gospel..she knows where she is. At least you could use this as an FHE on the plan maybe? I don't know. That is so sad. Hugs to you and remember..I love you much, much much!!!
Wow... I cannot even begin to imagine how that would be as a parent...
His family will definitely be in my prayers! {{{HUGS}}}
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