Monday, April 27, 2009

Henry's Dad

Last week I dropped by Henry's daycare to say hello and to give them a 'Henry's Hustle' poster among other things. The children were all out playing in the play yard and I went in to speak with Henry's former teacher.

I anticipated this, but relished it just the same. Henry's classmates come over to me and say, "Hi, Henry's Dad!"

They ask about him too. "Where's Henry?" Some of them know, and some of them don't. Like us, none of them understand - really. One of his friends said, "I miss playing with Henry." Me too.

They're all so innocent and sweet and loving. In the end, I received about half a dozen hugs from little arms around my neck as I bent down to say goodbye. I can't explain it, but it was like he was there. They loved him so....and still do. I just love the fact they still ask about him so much.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Bryan,

I have the same feeling when I see Caroline's friends and cousins. They were such good friends and all so close. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to face them, that I would be too sad. But I always feel so happy when I see them, hear them laugh...I so wish Caroline was there, but it often feels like she is.

Anyway, I'm glad you had a good visit and a good event yesterday.

I think of your family and little Henry so often.

Carol Herrmann

Anonymous said...

Bryan, am so glad you got the opportunity to have those little arms hugging you around your neck-how special.
There are a boatload of people who "loved him so....and still do".
nk

Granya said...

I admire your bravery - but often the most comfort comes from those situations that we dread. Glad it was so for you.

Michelle said...

Bryan, I'm so glad you continue to post... because Henry is still so close in heart and mind. My 10 year old son and I were having a discussion yesterday about world events and the soon return of Jesus, and he said, "I'm going to heaven for sure, and when I get there, I want to meet Henry!"

Still praying and thinking of you all here in Vermont!

Michelle in VT