Quite some time ago, I created the little graphic above to help spread the blog of one of my writer pals across my many networks. Sherry is a beautiful woman whose writing draws you right in. If she's in pain, you feel it. If she's happy, you become happy. And as I've read the blog, I've realized that she is a far stronger woman than I; than most people I know, really. Her son, Logan, was diagnosed with a brain tumor a year and a half ago. The blog chronicled their experiences as Logan battled the disease.
Yesterday, Logan, age 5, passed on.
It was difficult for me to explain to my sons why Momma was sitting in front of the computer crying. They know about death in the sense that years ago, before they were ever born, their brother (age 2 at the time) was killed in a car accident. They know that their Nana (my mom) suddenly got sick and died (also before they were born; I was actually pregnant with my oldest at the time) and more recently, their aunt passed away. I was afraid they wouldn't understand and I was ready for the questions when I told them that Momma's work buddy (how I refer to my online co-workers) had a son who became very sick and has passed away.
"So he's in Heaven?" my oldest asked.
"Yes," I replied.
"I wonder if he can see outer space. That would be neat."
I remarked that he probably could. :) It's amazing how young childrens' minds work.
So it's Sherry's request that today, we do something fun in Logan's honor. That's what Logan was about, she stated on her blog; fun, laughter, dancing, and sunshine. So, sometime in between getting a client's book edit sent back, putting up laundry, and completing homework, I'm going to set aside some time to do something fun with my boys. I don't know what, just yet, but we'll definitely figure something out.
In the meantime, Sherry, my family's hearts, prayers, and thoughts are with you and your family. And Logan, I'm looking forward to meeting you in the next life.