So in the midst of losing my job, I had to have one of the hardest conversations with my son that I have ever had.
One of Tyler's Teachers died suddenly.
Mrs. Janice. Tyler's first 'teacher friend' at school passed away due to the malpractice of some careless doctors.
He put his head in my lap and said "Mommy, I'm sad."
He didn't understand why God took her away and why, when God makes her all better, why she couldn't come back again.
It wasn't a conversation I had expected to have with him so early. I certainly never thought that I would have to tell my son a teacher of his died.
I can't say it was easy.