Tuesday, July 24, 2012

You are not alone...

There is a spot I pass

in my travels

'most every day.

If someone is not thinking about it,

it is easy to miss.

A little container of flowers,

placed there by parents

with a hole in their hearts.

You see, their little boy died on that spot.

It was an accident.

Sometimes, it really is JUST a terrible, awful, accident.

A child runs out from between cars.

A driver cannot stop in time.

And a precious, bright light goes out


And after the other people go home,

and the media attention dies down,

and the official paperwork is finalized,

there is STILL a Mother, left without her child,

and a Father without his buddy...

Who, in their loneliness, tend a roadside memorial.

Because there is nothing else they can do.

I don't know you personally, Mom and Dad.

And I didn't know your son.

 But I noticed you changed out his flowers again.

You must have loved him so dearly.

My heart breaks for you.

I am sure many people pray for you when they pass your son's memorial.

I am one of them.

May God's peace be with you.

You are not alone.

1 comment:

  1. Oh my this is so touching. Very heartfelt words.


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