Eleven months ago, we said good-bye to Brad. 40 years old. Motorcycle accident. Too young to die. Today they will bury his mother. 62 years old. Heart attack. Too young to die.
Are you ever old enough to die?
Are you ever ready to say good-bye to someone who shares your life?
The last time I saw Mrs. B. she nearly crumpled to the ground at her son’s grave. Overcome with grief. Now the only remaining family members – her husband, her only remaining son, and her four grandchildren – will stand by her grave and try to fathom life without her just like she tried to fathom life without her Brad.
There are hardly words to express the depth their grief must be.