This weekend I attended the funeral of a fellow classmate who paid the ultimate price in war. He was killed along with three others in a roadside bombing. His wife and him attended grade school with me for 8 years. He leaves behind his wife, and three young children, one a daughter who is only 5 weeks old. He was deployed right before her birth, and never got to hold her or meet her. There are no words that express that pain. I went to the funeral on Saturday, and really it has haunted me ever since. It seems so unfair, and I hurt for his family, his wife. I am hurt that his children will never get to know what a brave man he was, and that he will not be able to guide them through life. I am sad it leaves his wife a widow before she is even 30, and that she has to do it on her own.
I know times are hard, and I understand if no one can give to the trust fund for his wife and his children. I have attached a address for those who can give, and hope you all can keep this family in your prayers through this impossible time.
2 comments:
That is heartbreaking. I'm praying for his family. Life can be so unfair.
I am speechless... such a tragic tragic story... what a sacrifice. I know that God, somehow, someway has plan, even though we may not understand it now. I have been through many deployments... thankfully my husband has come home to us. I will be praying for this family.
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