Wish I could be like Winnie the Pooh, and find a "happy place"

She was 9 years old.
She was a feisty little girl who sometimes baffled her parents.
She was a miracle second child.
She was a student.
She was a friend.
She is a daughter.
She is a sister.
She is gone.
She is missed.

And my heart hurts for her family, and those who knew her best.  Last week a girl from our school passed away.  She was a normal, healthy, happy girl, and she got the flu.  Thats it.  Just the flu. 

I want to write a happy post, I really do.  I'm just not in a happy place today.