Heavy Heart

This evening, after Corey went to bed, I went downstairs to feed our bird, Sky. I am very sad to say that Sky had passed away. She was not looking well for some time, but I was told that it was probably old age and that Parakeets only live 3-5 years. Sky was around 5.
So in the morning I need to tell my son that his first pet has died. I have placed her in a small box and will offer him the option of burying her in the back yard. And I will do my best to help him understand the cycle of life.
Not too long ago my parents had to put down our family dog, Cy. Corey handled it very well. He told us that Cy was happier now because he could see, hear, and run in heaven. I hope that he is able to accept the loss of his bird as gracefully and elegantly as he did then.
Sometimes it is very painful being a mother. This is not my favorite part.