Perspectives Change, Dreams Change, Big Things Are No Longer Important! I wrote on this subject a few weeks ago and said there would be more coming. So here is the more. My faith has been rattled to the bone with the loss of Big Bubby. Most of my family as I have said in previous posts are holding strong to their faith as the only way to get through this.

I have heard friends, family, and others state that their lives changed because of the accident. I hope that is the case because that would mean that my son’s life didn’t end without meaning something and leaving his mark on the world. Something we all want to do.

When we moved to New Orleans, we wanted this to be our retirement place. I would work for my organization, we could take cruises easily out of the port here, be on white sandy beaches in three hours, etc. That was our plans. Then the unexpected happened. Our entire world flipped upside down in a matter of a few second phone call. We are not saying we are leaving New Orleans, I love the city and all there is to offer in history, but again as you go through the first few months of grieving the loss of a child, you start questioning a lot of things. Your prospective changes, what you dreamed of before no longer is important.

Then the news of a mass shooting, a 2 year old boy grabbed by an alligator, etc. It really causes you to stop and reevaluate what is important in your life and what chasing that big dream you have always had is really worth in the end. Everyone knows the saying, “you can’t take it with you”. So why do we all keep trying to chase a dream bigger than we can ever enjoy before it is our time to leave this earthly body. If you are so focused on chasing some big dream of becoming famous or rich, you may lose what is most important in your life like family, friends, etc.

For those who dare to post on social media or in blogs that the parents of the 2 year old were not being vigilant over their child, you should read your bible where in John 8:7 – …”Let anyone of you who is without sin be the first to throw a stone at her.” Those parents are going through the most horrific days in their life. Give them the peace and understanding that Jesus did to the woman who was about to be stoned to death. Those parents will forever replay that night in their mind with the “what ifs”, the “what could I have done”, etc. No one in this world is perfect, I don’t pretend to be and surely none of you are. Be kind to one another because you have no understanding of what the person next to you might be going through at that very moment. I pray for peace and guidance for the parents of the little boy and for the families of the Orlando night club shooting.

Perspective changes significantly when you are walking in the shoes of someone who has had to bury a child. Unfortunately, until that day comes and you are in our shoes, its too late for you too. You now have become a member of a club with the highest price to pay for admission – the death of a child.