Goodbye Geoffrey

Last night we said goodbye to Geoffrey. Geoffrey was Sam's fish. His first pet. He cried when we knew it looked as if Geoffrey was dying. Yesterday Geoffrey died.

Last night we held a small service for Geoffrey and we each dressed up. Sam wrote the eulogy and read it during the service. And, then Sam prayed. He did a great job.

For Sam, it was about his fish. For me, not as much. For me it was about letting Sam grieve, and being there with him in his grief. To be his dad, to hold him while he cried, and let him know it was perfectly okay to be sad as he wept.

Today, we plan to get another fish. Not to replace Geoffrey in Sam's heart, but to help take a bit of the sting away.