“You know why I’m sad, Maw Maw?” Sophie, my five year old niece, had been noticeably disturbed lately. “I’m sad because I never got to tell Aunt Shani goodbye.”
“Oh Sophie, I’m so sorry,” my Mom said.
“Uncle Mikey didn’t get to say goodbye, either, did he?” She looked up through the sad eyes of a wounded little angel.
“No Sophie. Your Aunt Shani had an accident. When someone has an accident like that, you don’t get to say goodbye.”
I’m so sorry, too, Sophie. I’m so, so sorry.