A 6 year old student of mine recently passed away unexpectedly, despite complex health needs she was generally fine and it came completely out of the blue after a short illness.
She was an absolute delight, she made my job so much fun and exciting and being a part of her journey was an honour.
I can't stop thinking about her and her family. It was her funeral on Friday which I was able to attend and since then my thoughts about her have intensified.
I can't stop thinking about her alone in the cemetery and how cold it is. How lucky I am to be tucking my own children up in bed but her mummy and daddy can't. How she had so much to give and she's been snatched away.
I've not voiced this to anybody as it isn't about me, and whatever I am feeling isn't remotely comparable to her family, but i am quietly very upset and quite consumed by the loss at the moment.
I'm not really sure why I am posting or what I hope to achieve, I guess I just needed to say it somewhere and perhaps someone out there has dealt with similar?