Priorities

Little E is struggling with all sorts of emotions no 9 year old should have to experience. Tomorrow is the funeral of her little sister, Alice, the twin who died. Although LE never met her, she still feels such sadness. She phoned her dad this evening to tell him she'd be thinking of him tomorrow (only he and her step mum are going to be there). He got upset and she was so sweet and gentle with him. When she came off the phone she cried. Later, when she banged her arm, she cried. At bedtime, she cried because she knocked her elbow. Poor little girl. My heart breaks for her.

It makes me realise how silly it is to let other things overwhelm me. LE is so much more important. Priorities. Time I got them sorted.