I am the mother of three beautiful children and the mother in law to the perfect daughter in law. The photo below is the last picture we have of the four of them together.
Before 11/10/2015 we were the picture of the American Dream. We had three children, the oldest married, a house, two great jobs, etc. Then one morning, our entire world was turned upside down. Our oldest son, the one on the far right of this picture, was killed in a tragic accident. He was driving to work when his truck broke down in the middle of the highway. It was five in the morning and dark, since it was dark, my son was concerned that someone would not see his truck (his truck was lifted with ranch hand bumpers) and would hit the back of it and be seriously injured or killed. He was always looking out for others safety before his own. On that morning, he was doing exactly what he was known to do, looking out for others and was killed doing it.
Over the months since losing him in November 2015, I have struggled with the loss of all the dreams I saw for him and his wife and struggling with the faith that I have always had in God. The biggest struggle is “why” why did this happen to us? What have we done in our lives that God took our son? The “what if” he would have just left for work five minutes earlier or later?
I hope that this blog will not only help me to come to terms with losing my son but will help others who are in the same place I am.
I saw this saying somewhere recently with no mention of an author and thought for me its what I need to focus on at the moment:
Leave the Rest to God (I am working on this one)