A classmate of My Boy's passed away Friday.
He was only 9.
He was also a cousin of a boy on our baseball team.
He had asthma, a serious attack is what took him.
My heart aches.
It isn't fair, he was just a little boy.
He was just in our car playing with K on a cold day during baseball practice.
A sweetheart with a big smile.
My Boy has bouts of asthma when he gets sick and during allergy season. The "puffer" is in our medicine cabinet arsenal.
Last night I woke up with my heart racing. I heard My Boy coughing. I panicked. Considering what happened, I rushed to see if he was okay. He coughed like once but my mom radar immediately feared.
I can't imagine the pain the family is feeling. Unfortunately this isn't their first time with family tragedy.
I've called our friends and offered our condolences, meals, our love, and any help that they need during this tough time.
We will attend the funeral at the end of the week.
For a nine year old.
Taken too soon.
No one should ever have to do this.