Childhood Memories

As Kaybug drug her lifeless and disappointed (ie suppose to snow, but didn't) body from bed this morning I had to tell her that we received a phone call last night and her great-great aunt passed away. She just sat there looking at me with such bewilderment and sadness. Then she opened her mouth and this is what came out:

Kaylea: "Let me guess, I have to go to another funeral?"
Me: "Well, yes. We will go the the visitation tomorrow evening."
Kaylea: "This is NOT how I want to remember my childhood!"


Poor thing, I think she has lost more loved ones than any other child her age. I know she has suffered more loss than I had at age 10.