Dread

“Parenting is the easiest thing in the world to have an opinion about, but the hardest thing in the world to do” ~ Matt Walsh

As a parent there are number of things that we dread. We dread things like: failing grades; teenagers driving; child sickness; sending them off to school; and oh so many other horrors.

Something happened today, that I would never wish on anyone, especially my own child.

My son’s best friend died today…

He was in an accident, on a motorcycle that took his life. He lost control going around a corner and plowed into a tree.

My son had been at his friend’s house, one minute he was there, and the next was gone. My son felt such guilt having been with him before he died; thinking that somehow this was his fault.

No matter how much you tell them, that it wasn’t their fault, you know deep down they feel that guilt.

And what can you say, really, to ease that pain? Nothing…there is absolutely nothing.

What do you do, when you child, who is now bigger than you are, is sobbing?

All I could do was hold him. There were no words that would ease his pain, which is now my pain as well, because you know how much your child is hurting and there is nothing you can do to take away that pain.

And you dread getting THAT phone call, waiting to hear that your child was involved in an accident. Feeling helpless because, they just won’t listen to what you have to say. How would you know? And I’m 18, I know everything.

We do know! We were once your age and have had a lifetime of experience. But unless it comes from someone neutral or one of their friends, they just don’t want to hear it.

And then there is the guilt because I feel relieved that it was not my child and even worse because it was my friend’s child.

I hope this opens your eyes my son. Be strong!

“A good friend is hard to find, hard to lose, and hard to forget.” ~ Unknown

2 thoughts on “Dread

  1. So sad, I will pray for your son, and his friends family. This happened to my daughter once her sixteen year old friend was very poor and under privileged. He was electrocuted. He had been saving his money for a while to get a pair of Red Wing Boots. After he died someone bought him the boots to be buried in. This broke my daughters heart that now he had his boots but would never know it. Death is very hard to explain to a child that only knows the now. I will also pray for you. It is hard to be a parent. And even harder to be a good parent.

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