I never know what title to give these kinds of posts.
A friend, from my Mom’s play group, died suddenly on Saturday morning.
She leaves behind a husband. She leaves behind her five-year old daughter.
I sit here thinking about the unfairness of it all. How does God choose who gets to live and who must die. How does He decide who must suffer the loss of their spouse, parent, sister, brother, son, daughter, friend. Why must a five-year old girl face the rest of her life without her Mom. How.
Although I was not close with this friend, we were friends, none the less. She talked to me about the love she had for her daughter. Her daughter was only a few short months older than my Piper. My heart is so incredibly broken for this family. It is so easy for me to put myself in their shoes and think, what if it were Piper. How would she manage with her grief and her confusion. Would Daddy be enough comfort when she screams out in the middle of the night for me. I wonder these same things for this little girl.
Who is going to kindergarten in the fall. Without her Mom.
I think of every milestone and moment that this little girl is going to experience. Without her Mom.
My heart is broken for her. She has been on my mind constantly since I heard the news on Saturday afternoon.
It was hard for me to leave my 3 little ones yesterday. A week for them at my parent’s that was planned a month ago. Last night, I just wanted to hug them and hold them and pray that they are kept safe and that so are we.
If you could, think of this Man and his daughter. Say an extra prayer for them.
