I wish death wasn't something that had forever changed our world.
I wish I could put my blinders back on.
I wish I could give my child his innocence back.
But, unfortunately, we know grief and death all to well.
So when learned about the death of Steven's Scout Master yesterday, my first thought was for his wife. Steven's first thought was for his son. Because we can completely relate and understand how they feel waking up this morning knowing their world will never be the same.
Because, unfortunately, we know grief and death all to well.
A wife who has now been drafted to be a widow. A title she never wanted but will someday learn to wear like a badge of honor. A son whose father will never again camp or hike with him but who will feel his dad's spirit near.
A family who will treasure their memories. Who will, hopefully, bond together to work through their grief. A mother who will hold her children closer and be so grateful that she has a daily reminder of her husband's love. Children who will be forced to grow up a little quicker because they now know firsthand the horrible truth about death and grief.
And we will be here to offer them support and understanding without judgement. Why? Because, unfortunately, we know grief and death all to well.
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