A Family in Need of Prayers

I've had a sad story in my head for the last few days, wondering if I should share with you. As you know, I try to keep the subject matter light, because we're all dealing with heavy topics in our own lives, sometimes we just need an escape. But, I think this family could use your thoughts and prayers right now, so here's the story.

A little boy who used to be in my son's room at daycare died last Friday after a terrible fall at his grandmother's home (apparently, he fell out the window - I can't imagine). His parents were hoping to send him back to the school, but there were some financial issues, so he hadn't been there since early in the summer. But, I do remember this little boy. He was quiet and had a sweet deameanor. I remember my son playing with him and saying his name.

I can't get this out of my mind because the loss of a child - especially in such a manner - is beyond devastating. He was just two years old. A baby. I can't fathom the grief of his parents, nor the guilt his grandmother is probably suffering through. Yesterday was the funeral. The director of the school sent us a note home, telling us that the little boy's father said they kept a photo of the class on the refridgerator and the boy pointed to it everyday, asking when he could return to school. Heartbreaking. The school parents are taking up a collection to purchase something for the toddler playground in his memory.

So, if you have a moment today, please say a little prayer for this family. They are going to need a great deal of strength to survive this.