I Want to Say Something

As I had stated a few days ago, a friend of mine killed herself. Due to my wife's diagnosis, I was unable to attend the funeral. I did, however, visit her grave today. She was 22 years old. I carried my son with me. He's 6 years old. He found a grave that belongs to a baby. The child only lived for 5 months. My son started crying. I've never seen him cry over something like this. Of course, this made me cry. He wants to bring back a toy to leave on the grave. I think that's wonderful. I just wanted to share how proud I am of him.