Checking my daughters bag for notes etc. the other morning I found a letter from the school. They are looking at enrolment numbers for their Recpetion class in 2017 and it had been noted that our son Harry would be eligible to start school next year.
Harry is my beautiful son in heaven. He was stillborn 21st December 2011 at 24 weeks gestation.
Needless to say I felt a bit angry and took the note in with me to school. After dropping off my daughter, I made my way to the front desk. Our lovely receptionist was on duty and I shared with her my issue, that I had been sent a letter asking if my dead son would be attending school next year.
I know it was an honest mistake. I had put Harry’s details on my daughters enrolment forms. I hadn’t noted he was stillborn just put dashes n the columns asking what school he would be attending and what year. And I do have a living son although he is still two years off starting school and his name is not Harry.
The receptionist apologised for the mistake and I left for my work day. It didn’t feel resolved, I wanted to explain in more detail….
I don’t always write Harry’s details on forms and most often when asked how many children I have I answer 2. But I do relish opportunities to share about my son, even on an annoying form so while I was a bit horrified to receive the letter, it was also nice to reflect that wow he would have been starting school next year – wow.
Later that day while with I client I heard my phone vibrating a call. When I checked between clients I had a message from hubby and assumed he had called. But then I listened to the 101 message from my daughters teacher.
It was a beautiful message again apologising, acknowledging my grief and sharing their prayers for me. I felt a lot better and proud of the school, particularly the receptionist for having discussed it further and taken action – it really is a caring environment, a great place for my children to be educated.
But the best part of all this – Harry was part of my day, a big part of my day and to be honest, that felt wonderful.
I didn’t want anyone to feel bad or uncomfortable but today I got to acknowledge my precious son and that made it a Harry Good Day
xox.
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I love this! That year really was a hard year, I’ll never forget it. So I’m really glad you had this “accidental” opportunity to acknowledge Harry like this. And so lovely the way the school handled it. Thanks for sharing this xo
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Thanks for commenting and given me a reason to reread, always missing my baby boy
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