It makes me think
Today we went to a funeral for a young man in rural Indiana. Funerals for young people always seem so much more sad than for someone who was, say, in their 80's. I was moved by all the young people there and how they were so supportive of one another. Suddenly it didn't matter who was cool and who wasn't. They were all there, all crying, all sad.
On the way from the funeral home to the cemetary we were driving in that procession and every car in every direction as far as I could see pulled over and stopped while we passed. That's something that's fading away in America. In fact, I had never seen that before. I've noticed that cars have HAD to stop because the procession was blocking their flow of traffic but this procession nearly shut down the town. I was moved by the respect that people were still willing to give to complete strangers.
At the cemetary there were just a few words said and a quick prayer. Then the family sid goodbye to their son. Scott and I were standing in the back because we had Aisling. The mother of deceased boy walked through the crowd and right past me on her way to the car. I can't ever imagine a moment like that. I couldn't imagine how hard it must be to turn around and walk away knowing that you won't see your son again in this life. I couldn't imagine the strength it must take to walk away and leave your child there. So today I'll hug my kids a little tighter and Thank God for everything that I have once more.
Sheryl Bane
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Steph
Counting my blessings....
That is just heartbreaking to even THINK about.