Izzy brought home some of her school work for the end of the year clean up. This was one of her classroom assignments. I really wish the teacher contacted me about this-because this is huge for us as a family and because it’s almost July which marks, for me “the beginning of the end” in terms of John’s health and my anxiety about it is pretty overwhelming.
When I read her brainstorm, I wondered what her other classmates brainstormed about and how unfair this is for her.
She isn’t just brave about her father’s funeral but about writing this out and sharing it.