Left the house at 6am this morning and am leaving tomorrow at 5:40am to commute to a conference in Maine. I am trying not to leave Keegan more than necessary. I will stay over tomorow night in Maine because of a late day program tomorrow.
On Monday he told one of his teachers that his daddy died. Then he explained that he was very sick and was resting his eyes. I talked to him about it and assured him that it was okay to talk to others about it too. I think it is progress. But I still don't think he understands.
On Tuesday I received a package from my Selfish Mom's club. I was supposed to have hosted that week Tom died. They sent me a card and my selfish mom money so that could use it if I liked. One friend included a children's grief book for Keegan. She wrote him a note and said that the book was a little mature for him now but he could use it later. She also told him how she lost her father when she was 10. People continue to amaze me.

When I die if you need to weep
Cry for your brother or sister
Walking the street beside you
And when you need me put your arms around anyone
And give them what you need to give me.

I want to leave you something
Something better than words or sounds.

Look for me in the people I've known or loved
And if you cannot give me away
At least let me live in your eyes and not on your mind.

You can love me most by letting hands touch hands
By letting bodies touch bodies
And by letting go of children that need to be free.

Love doesn't die, people do
So when all that's left of me is love
Give me away.

-Anonymous