When Preschool Is More Than Just School

two kid handsSince Shnook started preschool, he has played with lots of kids. He calls all his classmates “friends” but I wouldn’t say he has really latched onto any particular kid.

Except one.

He hasn’t had any play dates with this particular girl, but he talks about her all the time. She even left and went to another school and he still talks about her. He sees her about once a month at birthday parties or school events since her mother is one of his teachers.

The second they see each other, it’s as if there’s no one else in the room. They instinctively start holding hands and giggling like, well…like two kids in love.

I don’t know that three and four-year-olds can feel love like adults, but whatever they are feeling, it’s something special.

Now comes the bad part.

We just learned that this adorable little girl, the one for which my son appears to have such affection,  has been diagnosed with Leukemia.

I burst into tears when I heard this news.  My heart sank for her, and it sank for her mother, who will have to watch her little girl endure 6 months of chemotherapy and all the difficulty that surrounds it.  It sank for the changes she’ll have to make in her own life to make sure she can be with her daughter 24 hours a day, and for the sacrifices she’ll be making for the rest of her family, to keep everyone afloat emotionally, financially, and physically.

It also sank for Shnook who will have a hard time understanding why he can’t see his friend, or what it means to be this ill.

If there’s any good news here, there is an 80% cure rate.

Shnook’s preschool is pretty small. There are only about 25-30 families in the whole school, so when bad news hits, it really affects the whole community. There has been an outpouring of support. The school is banding together to help out this mom in the form of meals, babysitting funds, emotional support and more. The teachers talked to the kids about her in a very real way they can understand, and they made her a book of pictures with supportive words, Shnook’s word was “Love.”

The director brought the book to her in the hospital and it made her really happy.

Personally, this news really shook me, but I’m so happy the families have come together to help.  I hope that she gets well soon, and the road to recovery is met with continued supportive hands and hearts along the way.

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