The blog I'm linking to today is one written by a person I spent a few short weeks with one summer with as a child. I thought she was exotic and non-traditional and nothing like anyone I had ever met. She was just too cool. I spent time with her boys and have fond memories of a back yard pool and trip to a water park with them. I don't know them as adults, and I will never know one of them, Mick as an adult. I'm sad for her and her family, and pray for their strength to move forward and heal.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Real Sadness
Because I have never lost a child, I can only read these words and know that this must be the worst thing a parent could ever hear. I cannot imagine getting a call telling me that my beautiful son had been killed. I can't imagine having to attend his funeral or make arrangements for his body. It's sickeningly heart breaking, and I can't even fathom what it really feels like.
The blog I'm linking to today is one written by a person I spent a few short weeks with one summer with as a child. I thought she was exotic and non-traditional and nothing like anyone I had ever met. She was just too cool. I spent time with her boys and have fond memories of a back yard pool and trip to a water park with them. I don't know them as adults, and I will never know one of them, Mick as an adult. I'm sad for her and her family, and pray for their strength to move forward and heal.
The blog I'm linking to today is one written by a person I spent a few short weeks with one summer with as a child. I thought she was exotic and non-traditional and nothing like anyone I had ever met. She was just too cool. I spent time with her boys and have fond memories of a back yard pool and trip to a water park with them. I don't know them as adults, and I will never know one of them, Mick as an adult. I'm sad for her and her family, and pray for their strength to move forward and heal.
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Prayers to them. I can't even imagine.
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