I guess the part that made my cry the most, was about moms putting pinwheels and teddy bears on their childrens graves...for you see, one of my boys died, many years ago, when he was 15...when we go to visit his grave, I talk to him there, put flowers on his grave, sometimes put a little trinket or something he would like on his grave...I was blessed to have him for a little more than 15 yrs, before he died, due to leukemia...he was my dear boy in life, and is still my dear boy, tho now with the Lord...I am so glad that I went to every school function, to every baseball game he played in, that I spent tons of time with him, trying to be as good a mom as I could...when he died, I had no regrets, because I knew in my heart, I did all I could to make sure he was a beloved son...we never know how and when our children may leave us...and once gone, we cannot make up for lost time...
Every time I see someone be unjustly mean to a child, or see a child neglected, it breaks my heart, because I know all too well how fragile life is...
But on the brighter side, I still have my other son...When he went away to college, and he was no longer around the house, I cried and cried...it surely was not as severe as having a child die, but gosh, it was so difficult getting used to that empty nest...
Today my surviving son lives but 60 miles from us, so we see him as often as possible...in fact this weekend, we are traveling up from our home in Olympia, Washington to visit the son for a weekend, up in his home in Seattle Washington...
Weekends when my husband and I visit the son, or when he comes down and spends the weekend with us, are the greatest of all weekends...
Kids, they are Gods gift, and the greatest gift of all...