when people are sad or in pain, our thoughts race for something good to say, something nice, something helpful... but in the end all they really need is us being there for them...

i loved the story... incredibly touching... just wondering if i could copy and paste it in my blog... i'll credit your blog for it of course:)

still a loyal reader of your blog! :)

Kids seem to be intuitive like that. I've been babysitting the same little girl, Katie, since she was 7 months old. She is now 6 years old and has a sister, Paige, who is 3 years old.

My mom passed away from cancer last September at only 49 and Katie came over to me at the memorial and just hugged me. She held on to me for a long time. It was almost like she knew that if she let go, I'd fall apart.

A few months later, she told me not to worry because my mom was "hanging out with all of her ancestors in Heaven." Man, I love children, especially that one.

Thanks for the story, Trevor. :o)

What a beautiful story. I can really realate to it. I lost my father 3 weeks ago, and I have noticed that a lot of people are afraid to contact me because they don't know what to say.

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I'm so sorry to hear about your dad. Much love and heartfelt hugs to you across the e-waves. - Trevor

This is very touching Trevor. I remember 19 years ago when my father committed suicide in a very violent manner some folks avoided me because they didn't know what to say. I would notice people in parking lots making a very long route to the front of the grocery store to avoid me. That made me feel incredibly sad. It taught me a lesson though. I learned to not let my discomfort get in the way of expressing my sorrow for the grieving person.

Violette