A tragic accident occurred a few weeks ago.
It involved a four wheeler.
And a 17 year old.
He was a friend of Chase.
His mom, a dear friend of mine.
Somehow blogging just hasn't felt right.
There wasn't much to write about.
Nothing seemed funny.
I couldn't type anything that seemed appropriate.
I cried often.
My heart still breaks for his family.
I. can. not. imagine.
I can't even begin to.
I don't know how I could endure the loss of a child.
And yet, I do.
I am most grateful for the faith I have and for the understanding that this family will be reunited again one day.
That knowledge alone brings me great comfort.
I am grateful for the power of prayer.
I am also grateful that I have been given a gentle reminder that each day is precious.
Let us all be reminded of that.
Hug your children a little tighter today.
Tell your family you love them.
Make that phone call you have been putting off.
Have a picnic on the living room floor.
Buy ice cream.
Live with no regrets.