Death, is one of those things that have a way of bringing out the good in lots of people. It has a way of making just about everyone seek God, or a Church.
Recently, 20+ children were killed in a horrific manner. As I have sat a watched the media coverage, there is only one question that comes too mind. When do condolences, end and the families get to grieve in peace.
It may seem like a nice thing, to try and comfort these folks. But they will need moments to put the pieces of their lives back in some type of order. Still these families have the toughest moments that they must face alone. To see the small coffins, will produce a pain that is unmatched to anything else in life.
As a paramedic, I can recall see and dealing with a child’s death. The emotional roller coaster is a terrible ride. So I can’t understand why we continue to choose to recall these moments of horror, over, and over again.
Grieving, will only start, when all the condolences are rendered, and the families are left to bury their children. And go on to attempt to put their lives back to some sense of normality.
My prayers go out, to those families during these difficult times.
My prayers also go out to the EMT’s and Paramedic who will forever have to live with the heart ache of knowing, they could do nothing, but see a child die before their eyes.