Today, Wordless Wednesday takes on a whole new meaning. For me, but mostly for my son and his fellow students at the high school. Tony stayed home from school, the somber mood at his school simply too heavy for his shoulders, but he is remaining silent still – in solidarity with the entire student body, to honor a fallen classmate. DS passed away Monday night. It is unclear whether it was intentional or accidental but, never-the-less, there is a family and community aching over his absence.
DS wasn’t part of my son’s “inner-circle” of close friends, he was an aquaintance of his from school. Although I’d never heard DS’s name before Tuesday morning, it is obviously affecting my child as he tries to fathom how a smiling face he is used to seeing everyday, is gone from this earth forever. That’s alot for a sixteen year old to grapple with.
When he came to my room last night to give me a kiss goodnight, we were both in quiet agreement that this kiss, and this hug, on this particular night, had a much deeper meaning for both of us. I wrapped my arms around him. He rested his head in that certain spot between a mother’s shoulder and chest, and I held him for much longer than usual. I concentrated on his warmth as I felt the beating of his heart. I smelled the top of his head, like when he was little. I prayed that when morning greeted me, it would bring with it the phenomenal smile that resides on that handsome face…and it did.
I thank you, Father, for breathing life into all of us again today. I don’t know why some are plucked away so early, but I am grateful that I am able to see and touch and hear each of my precious flowers this day. Please be with DS’s family and touch them in a supernatural way, bringing them a peace beyond all understanding, in the midst of a parent’s worst nightmare. I love you…Amen.
