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Monday, February 13, 2012

Instead of a rock... more like shifting sands



I've always been rock steady in times of grief or sorrow...get her done type. I wasn't this weekend. I was more like shifting sands moving away whenever the situation got too emotional. I reflected on this last night and here are my thoughts...I'm older and less able to cope... Kevin was so young and had a bight future...and finally I realized that the human race has a morbid streak in them and no matter how much I want to I can not protect everyone.

I'm doing better this morning. Thanks to all the wonderful people helped the family and the young people from across the county that made Kevin's funeral a masterpiece of support, honor, and love.

3 comments:

Irene Latham said...

It's okay to be sand sometimes. You know sand actually comes from rock....

Wanda Stricklin Robertson said...

No one can be strong all the time. I know your family is grateful for your strength. God bless.

Sheila said...

I'm so glad to hear you are better. It's been such a shock. Please know you and your family are constantly in my thoughts and prayers.