The saddest day
Today I watched four friends, three of them children be laid to rest in the ground. The unseasonably warm sun on my face and the high brisk fall wind in contrast chills me for many reasons. The senselessness. The blackness. The horror I will never be able to forget. The deep crushing sorrow of her family was so heavy it swept out over the green hills and you could feel its weight pressing down. An actual ache in my body.
I do not believe in prayer but my friend did. I will pray for the strength of every woman living in fear for her life or her children’s to leave her abuser. To get away safely and to never be afraid again.
This season I would like to ask that if you read this if you would not consider please skip buying one gift and instead giving something to a local domestic violence shelter.
If you are married to a decent and loving man who is a good father be thankful for a wonderful relationship and pass on some of your fortune to someone else.