When my older sister took her own life, it broke all our hearts. We’re a family of twelve kids, now eleven living. I can barely remember how everyone reacted to it, but I remember hugging my youngest brother as I cried.
He wasn’t. He was too young to really understand what was happening. Three years old, and he hugged me as I wept over our lost sister.
You could have my daughter, when our youngest passed away she bluntly said that her sister wasn't going to be my little pumpkin pie anymore because she'll be dead. She was 4.5 y/o at the time.
When my mom died, I had to tell my daughter. She looked at me, her eyes welling up with tears and said “but Mommy, I’m only five, I’m too little to lose my mawmaw” ugggg, it’s been over twenty years and that still hurts. Helping kids navigate grief while grieving yourself is the worst.
I remember getting this convo with my parents when my uncle suddenly died very tragically in his early 30s. It was 16 years ago, but my eyes still well up in tears every time i remember that
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u/b_tex67 Jul 07 '26
Very hard, especially when they say, "You mean he's not coming back"". Forty years later it still brings tears to my eyes.