It started with my husband's mom.
Then it was the English teacher's mom.
Then it was the Science teacher's dad.
Then the school secretary's husband.
A recent graduate.
Another recent graduate.
And just this week a current student.
All during just this school year. All funerals.
When my husband received the call this week all he could say was, We need to get this year over with.
On this day with no school he should be at the funeral right now. A funeral for a 14 year old student. But hubby couldn't do it. Not again.
How do you explain such a rash of heartbreaking losses? It certainly makes everything else seem insignificant.
