Writer on a Horse
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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.


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.