Picked up my little girl from school yesterday only to be told that her best friend is changing schools and this was her last day. I very quickly tried to explain the situation to Madeline and get her to say good-bye but I'm afraid I made a hash of it. She started to cry and it was the real tears of a girl experiencing a sense of loss for the first time. I consoled her the best I could but I couldn't stop my own tears let alone hers. This was one of those moments that I just wanted to wrap my children in cotton wool and keep them protected from all things hurtful, evil and sad. But we can't do that and every day is another effort at letting go. Haere ra Samantha! You'll be missed.