Today is the day, nine years ago, that our friends lost their six-month-old son. He died suddenly in his sleep. I didn't learn until the next morning, but I'll never forget finding out, or fighting tears the entire day. It was awful.
We also received word last night that a friend lost his step-father in a car accident. He wasn't very old, and although a step-parent, our friend was close to him. His twin six-year-old daughters are taking the news particularly hard.
There was also a young lady from the area who was at a cheerleading competition, started feeling poorly, and died. No one really knows what happened, but she was only thirteen. These things just aren't supposed to happen.
I try to remember to count my blessings and be so grateful that these things aren't happening to me. Instead, I often feel sadness for those to whom it is happening, and then absolute terror that something like this will happen to those I love.
Sending up many prayers today!
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