Families handled grief in all kinds of ways, but fragile irritability was often the first stop. That is, after numb shock.
You're not gone you're still here With me all the time You're still here When I close my eyes I still see you I still feel you Dianne Warren, Still Here
She ducked her head down. He did not need her crying, he needed her hope, her can-do, he needed the mamá who had cheered at all his home games, who had thrown him a giant party when he graduated, who made over every new job.
She would just lie here today, she thought. Who cares? Not the one who counted. He was lying brain-dead in the hospital across town.
It is not the Lord’s way to substitute something else to relieve pain. Instead, God uses what is already there, but transforms it.
Child of sorrow, child of rain, There is no tomorrow, no more pain. Turn your silvered sail toward the light. Child of morning, child of night. Child of Wonder - Eric Whitacre