We got a call this week that Olaf's cousin had died in a car accident. The flood of feelings. The ache of a child gone. The loss that will never go away. It all came but was for someone else who was beginning this long journey. No one should have to live through this. And there was nothing I could do since I was leaving for Girl's Camp with the girls in my church.
And then Olaf got another call while down in the valley (no cell phone reception in the mountains). It wasn't a car accident. She was so sad and lost that she took her own life. If only she had called someone to be with her. If only. . .
We visited with Olaf's Aunt and Uncle last night and I told them they can't do the What Ifs, it will only torture them. I can only tell all of you
Family is Everything. Love your family for who they are. Don't judge anyone, only God knows the whole situation. Remember that no one is perfect and everyone is different. Don't hold those imperfections and differences against someone, try to love them for (or in spite of) those things. Just love your family and hold them close.
And now I'm putting the soap box away.