Not me. I'm a bystander. I just drive the car and listen.
Luke is gone. About that there is no doubt. That's the difficulty. The questions. There is no why. The slam of the door means nothing. It's a visitor, it's a friend, but it's not Luke saying, Hi Mom.
The difficulty of making the decisions:
- Pallbearers
- What kind of a Vault
- How about a Casket.
- Funeral Plots, this one or that one
- Planning the Wake
- Planning the Service
- Planning the Lunch after
Contacting all the people needing to be.
Getting the Obit done. And preparing the preacher.
It's more than a person should have to do less than 24 hours after hearing of the death of your youngest son.
I don't know how they do it. It's more difficult than anyone can imagine.
I know this, there is not blame. Sometimes things just happen. Why is an unanswerable.
God didn't take him out. He just went.
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Always needing to assign blame. Stop. You can't know. Anything could have happened. Stop looking for lessons or causes or fault. Let it be. Anything more down that track will only hurt people more.
Very Sorry to hear about your and Peggy's loss. A teal tragedy but also a chance for you to discuss the importance of wearing seat belts to your audience. You and Peggy have my utmost sympathy.
Ah, he went, but he left the world a warmer kinder sweeter place for his having been here.
I always wear mine because a friend lectured me about it once and I think of that person when I start to drive off without them buckled. Reminding someone can have powerful lasting effects.
Anonymous,
Stop. Let go and let God.
This family is hurting, that includes Gene. This was his nephew. People look for answers when they lose someone, especially someone so young.
Act with the same love and respect you are accusing Gene of not having. Clean your own back seat and leave Gene to Gene.
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