.... what the next day will bring
This morning my older daughter texted me that a 15 year old freshman in her high school took his own life last night. The teachers notified all students during second period with a prewritten statement from the principal, something I'd never heard of before but they probably felt it would better than telling them when the teacher could quiet everyone down as opposed to during morning announcements. Turns out my younger daughter in the middle school knew the boy, but not well.
It was a very sad day all around. Both girls texted me off and on throughout the school day to keep me updated on who knew, what happened, etc. Most teenagers have never had to deal with the death of a fellow student and my heart just aches for them. But mostly it aches for the family of the boy who died. The grief the parents are going through today. All the years they'll never have. And I just don't understand it. Maybe if I knew the circumstances it would make more sense, but I doubt it.
The one thing I do know is that I hope tomorrow is a better day for our family. I hope my girls laugh and smile and enjoy time with their friends, like teenagers should. I am so grateful for the loving relationship I share with them.