Saturday, February 25, 2012
A good friend of mine lost her son today after a brief two-month battle with a rare form of cancer. He was just in his mid 30s. It's a horrible thing. We hear about it happening to other people, but it's usually someone we don't know. This is too close to home. We look at our kids and imagine the wonderful futures they might have, that we hope they have. We think about them taking care of us in our old age. And then something like this happens and if we have any empathy, for just a moment, we put ourselves in their place. The pain, just picturing it, can bring tears and heart-ache. I can't imagine what she is actually going through. Another friend of mine lost her 22 year old son in a car accident several years ago. A boy I used to babysit and watched grow up. It makes us want to grab hold of our babies and not let go. But my babies are 22 and (almost) 20 now. I have to let them have their own lives. But, oh, it's hard!