Once we got the bedroom, I held her on my lap and I told her I had something to tell her. She listened very intently and then I told her that her brother would not be coming home this time. She said "Why?" And I said well as you know he was sick and his little body just couldn't take it anymore. I told her that he had to go home to Jesus. Still again she asked "Why?" By this time I had tears streaming down my cheeks and I told her that he was going to be our special guardian angel and that he would always be with us in our hearts. And then I pulled out his tiger and I told her that her brother wanted her to have to it. I told her that he wanted her to keep it safe for him and that whenever she missed him she could grab that tiger and hug it and Cylas would feel it in Heaven. She took it in her arms and hugged it very tightly!! Then she laid it on her pillow and gave it a kiss.
She sleeps with that tiger every night and has since named him Stripes. She doesn't let anyone touch it and if someone does she screams that's my brothers don't touch it!! I know that somehow that helps her with her pain but I also know that it no way replaces her brother. I just wish there was something I could do to help her understand all of this and right now I can't! I miss Cylas just as much as she does. I wanted to share this story and I hope that someone can find a way to help their living Child deal with losing a sibling.
Sarah T. (Cylas' Mommy)