I lost a kid in the ER today. Only the second one in my career. Nothing in medicine or in life is more devastating.
I wept as I drove home. I wept for the girl. I wept for her parents. I wept for a fucked up universe in which children die.
Whoever you are, wherever you live or work, whatever your family situation, hold a child today. Your son or daughter, sullen teen or ebullient toddler, little brother or sister, baby niece or nephew: it doesn’t matter. If there exists a child in your life who means something to you, tell them so. Wrap them in your arms, hug them tightly, sit in the sunlight with them. Say you love them.
Please. Hold them.