My son took it the hardest of all of my children when he heard that one of our ducks died. I followed him when he ran to his room and climbed into his bottom bunk-turned cave, and I climbed in beside him then held him while he cried.
        He drew this picture of Donald while he waited for his Daddy to get home from work. Death hurts. It hurts when my kids cry and I can't change what is causing their pain. I pray for him to be comforted as I wrap my arms around him while he cries.

...Blessed are you who weep now, for you shall laugh. Luke 6:21

       We shoveled dirt over our pet, and I watched my baby try to understand something beyond his control.

He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain...  Revelations 21:4



  1. Anonymous4/01/2012

    Jennifer, I am praying for Joseph. It is so hard for children to understand the death of a pet. I hope he is beginning to get over some of the sadness.

  2. Thank you! He is doing better than when it first happened.

  3. I think it is beautiful the way you helped Joseph express his grief through love and art. The picture of Donald captured details Joseph could only have known through close awareness of his duck. Joseph is fortunate to have a Mommie who can love him through grief.


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