gosweepwin
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I just need to talk, so thank you for listening. Last Friday, as I drove my son in to pre-K class, I passed two ambulances and the firehouse alarm went off. When we got to school (in a church), there was a funeral service starting up. On the way home, someone ran a stop sign and narrowly missed hitting my car. We live less than two miles from his school. I told my husband that I felt like there was a weird vibe in the air. Later that day, I found out that the second ambulance was there for one of my son's classmates. His mom was walking his older sisters to the school bus stop and a car hit him. He just turned four last week. On Friday he was med-evac'ed to the city's leading hospital. Today I found out that that poor little boy died. I have known this child since his mom and I were pregnant together. I feel so absolutely terrible for the family, so grateful that my own children are safe, and so guilty that I got to hug my little boy today when another mom is left with empty arms.