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Wednesday, October 27, 2010

30 Days of Truth: Day 6

Something you hope you never have to do

Good grief this is going to be morbid, but it is the first thing that popped into my head. Please forgive me.

I hope I never have to bury a child... or deal with a terminal illness with my child.

I have an uncle that lost his 16-year old daughter to Lupus. I've known a man whose son was accidentally run over by a school bus. I've read blogs of moms and dads that have lost their children to cancer, cystic fibrosis, car accidents, and drug problems.

I cannot imagine anything worse.

My best friend died when he was in his late 20s. A friend of mine in high school was killed in a freak car accident.

And the parents that have to go from day-to-day with their children in a war? Those brave soldiers are the children of someone. To live with the thought that someone in uniform could knock on their door at any time? Truly heart and gut wrenching.

That loss is one that cannot be overcome. It isn't the way it is supposed to be.

I am going to go hug and love-up my babies, and then send a bunch-o-prayers to keep them safe, sound, and healthy.


Sandra said...

I know right! That is the first thing that everyone thinks of when they tackle this question in the 30 Days of truth challenge. I give you alot of credit for participating in the challenge. I'm not because I find it too challengin! I'm lazy like that.

comebacknikki said...

My grandfather buried both of his children (my mom & my aunt - both died of cancer)... it was a horrible experience for everyone, but he was the one who never recovered. After my aunt died, he went through a serious depressive/suicidal period (he blamed himself for her death). When my mother died a few years later, he mentally checked out - he just couldn't go through it again. His personality changed, he withdrew contact from many of his friends, and he rarely spoke of either of his daughters. It was such a sad situation.