Yesterday, we learned that a friend of mine passed away. She leaves behind her husband, her 8 year old daughter, and her 10 year old son. Our girls are in the same class. Her daughter plays on my soccer team and is in Girl Scouts with Alex. I am having a really hard time wrapping my mind around this tragedy. I keep envisioning my last interaction with her and how her daughter is only half way through her mother's day project at school. I can hear her voice cheering for her daughter on the sidelines of a rainy soccer game in September. She was in charge of our trophies at the end of the season and picked out these hilarious bobble headed, pony-tailed girl ones.
This loss hits close to home. There is this camaraderie between mothers. No matter what's going on in our lives, or how different we are, we are mothers together. This fact unites us. Some work full time and some stay home. All of us have different parenting styles. We watch out for each other's children and wave knowingly as we pass on the road. Spoken or unspoken, we support one another.
On Thursday, we lost one of our own. A mom. An everyday hero. This loss just screams of injustice.
I feel helpless. All I can think of is to bring food. Well, that and pray. Please pray for this family, that they would sense God's divine comfort and presence....