Posts Tagged ‘children’

My daughter sent me a news article today. About two young people that were swept away from the shore into the waters of Northern California.

She said, “This is the brother of my friend. And she lost her father a year ago.”

Oh my!  I didn’t even know how to respond to that.

My God!

I still don’t know how to respond to that.

Life is so very precious. We are here one day. Young, vital and strong.

And then that happens.

I cannot imagine the pain of losing a parent and sibling in the same year. The pain of losing either at any time is horrific enough.

I cannot imagine a woman losing her husband and child in the same year. That is enough to make anyone insane.

We let our children out there in the world. It’s the natural way. We hope they will heed every last warning we excruciatingly exhaled in the last eighteen years. But the fact of the matter is that we do let them out into the world. And that is what we need to do.

Yes, upon hearing news like this, we should hug them tightly and tell them we love them.

But we should always be doing that.

Nothing new there.

Prayers for these families with the hope they will soon recover their loved ones. 😦

 

 

 

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You get to a certain age and there is a lot you don’t remember. But there is still a lot you do.

I remember when my cousin’s German grandmother died in Brooklyn. It was the summer of 1980. I was sixteen.

My dad and I drove to New York to attend the wake and funeral. Mom was in bed with a slipped disc and the brothers stayed home with her.

I remember my cousin, who was six years older and mourning the loss of her beloved grandmother, saying something like, “You’re fortunate. You still have your grandmother Kelly. Make sure you appreciate her.”

I loved my grandmother and spent time with her but my cousin’s words always stayed with me.

Spent every Thursday evening after work with my Nana. We would catch up and then watch the sitcoms on the television.

I would pop in on her for a cup of coffee.

Or just call to say, “Hi.”

When I moved from the area we would write letters.

I was fortunate.

She died at the age of ninety six.

If you are fortunate to have living grandparents then please take the time to enjoy them.

Or if you still have your parents with you, appreciate them but also make sure that your children know them.

If you cannot appreciate them you might be very surprised at how your children can.

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