My friend is making preparations for the burial of her son today.
She has known since he was a baby that this time would come. But I do not think this is something a parent can ever, ever prepare him or herself for.
She is my sister's close friend, and years ago, she and I worked together. Her son had cystic fibrosis. He has spent a good portion of his life in the hospital. Life was not easy for him.
He did graduate high school last year, which I posted about at the time....it was an especially poignant event for his family.
There is just something so unfathomable, so wrong, about a parent burying their child. I can't even wrap my brain around it.
It shouldn't have to be.
*don't be alarmed, or forget about me, if I'm not around much...I'm sort of taking a break and sort of crazy busy!*