is it too late to heal?

one of my favorite kids' mom died this week. tom, the 10th grader who greeted me the morning of the inadequate post. he is such a sweet kid, he's so nice to me, and i think he is awesome. the worst things happen to the best people. i heard today and i almost cried. i am going to the wake tomorrow, even though i am scared of dead people and have never seen a dead person before. i am not going to the casket. but this kid is wonderful, and there is no way i am not going to give my condolences to him. i cannot imagine life without my mother, no matter how much she irritates me. she is my mother, and i think i need her. im almost 25, i couldnt handle that, and he's only in 10th grade. i swear my heart breaks at things like this.