This morning, shortly after Haley was dropped off at school, the teachers were outside tracking down all of the band kids to bring them together into one room. They had to tell these kids that the school had just been notified that their band leader, at 41 years old had died suddenly of a massive heart attack.
The kids were extremely close to this very special teacher and it was a devastating blow to our community.
Counselors were brought in to keep the kids together and help them work through this.
Tonight Haley handed me the following letter she had just finished writing.
I don’t think I could ever be more proud
Dear Ms. Little,
I don’t know if you’ll get this, but I am going to at least try. I still can’t exactly accept that you, I guess I could say, went away. I don’t know why you went away, but Mrs. Booker said you would have the best Christmas of your life. I guess that’s true. I sure wish I could have said goodbye, but you know, I just realized I don’t want to say goodbye. I know it sounds selfish, but I wish you were here so I could at least hug you one more time.
Really, I hope you have fun up there, and don’t think about us. The last thing I want is for you to feel guilty for making us cry. You know, though, I think the reason people cry is because they’re happy for you, since we’re sure you made it to heaven.
If my mom was right about there being a band in heaven, I am sure you’ll be the instructor. I hope we make you proud by living your dream one day. The thing I want most in the world is for you to be happy up there. Have fun.
Your trumpet player,
Haley, 5th Grade Band
Thanks For Being A Part Of My Life!