On the Thursday before Easter Tiger and his best friend Zachie laughed and joked and played. They teased the girls in their 5th grade class and planned what they would do for their long break from school.
On the Friday after Easter, Tiger dressed in his Sunday best and walked into a chapel where he received a carnation boutonniere and sat as an honorary pall bearer for a boy that was his best friend.
It has been a hard week as I've watched my 10 year old nephew try to understand and accept that he will never see his friend again.
I have watched Tiger as he came to a new school struggle with shyness and making new lasting friendships. I have seen what a good kid he is, how caring and loving and giving he ALWAYS is.
I remember one morning I dropped them off late and as they were hurrying to the doors that would lead them to the school the national anthem started playing over the loudspeaker. I watched as he stopped the girls and had them turn and face the flag. With their hands held over their hearts I felt such pride in him.
I have truly learned to love my nephew, I hate to see him so hurt and sad, I wish that there was something that could be said or done that would take the pain away.
I am grateful for my religion and the comfort that it has brought in this very sad and difficult time. I know that one day Tiger will see Zach again and that they will once again be able to run and laugh and play. Until then I will pray that Tiger will find peace.