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I found out yesterday that a kid Emily used to play with, from the old Mothers & More playgroup, drowned last Tuesday. He was at a day camp program and managed to wander away from the locker room. He ended up at the bottom of the pool at the day camp. I guess it was only 5 minutes or so from the time they noticed he was missing until they found him in the pool, and they got him to the hospital and made numerous attempts to revive him, but he didn't survive.

He was 7 (6 months younger than Emily). He has a 6yo younger sister, and then another brother and sister, 2yo twins.

I have been in contact with his mother -- we weren't super close but she lives nearby and we run into each other all over the place with the kids. She had actually remembered hearing about Hannah's death -- the Mothers & More national organization put it on their website, and we got cards from chapters all over the country, including Youngstown, which was partly why I joined it when I got here.

I so wish we didn't have this in common.

This brings back so much of what we felt when we lost Hannah. I know right now they're in shock, plus they have the other children (especially 2yo twins) that keep them going in spite of everything. When the flurry of visitors and funeral stuff and shock wears off -- about a month or so, in my experience -- I'll check in with her periodically.

This really sucks.