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No longer on the river and, again, an empty nester. Back to living on Fleming Island and making some more friends!

Friday, December 21, 2012

The unopened presents


Watching the news, one of my favorite things to do, has been difficult these past few days with the coverage of the funerals for those lost at the school in CT.  Seeing the sobbing parents and the balloon launches are so evocative for me. At least it appears that all those who died had some sort of church affiliation which provides great comfort for those witnessing from afar, as I am doing. Only the Lord provides the Great Comfort that the world cannot even begin to offer those in mourning.
                 
The other day at lunch, with Linda and Angie, we were talking about Justin, of course. Angie had heard nice things about him from Linda and I wasn’t about to argue with her. As we talked, my phone rang and it was Justin calling me. He wanted to caution me about listening to the first hour of our favorite program as the guest host was talking about ‘the unopened presents’ those parents who lost children in the rampage will be facing. This means it affected Justin, and he well knows how things like this affect me. And did affect me for many years after Timmy died. His presents, some wrapped already and some not, were moved from home to home with us, until I at last decided to share them with others. My great nephews got the ones I had bought for Timmy’s birthday and I gave the wrapped ones to the preschool at church for those students to enjoy. Gulp….sniffle….It warms my heart how Justin watches out for mine like that, and that he is moved by the sentiment of the ‘unopened presents’.

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