I woke up this morning thinking I was ready for what the day held. It started like any other day. I was sitting on the bed with B and D doing my make-up and telling B what I planned on blogging about today; when I told him the title he just looked at me and shook his head. (This is not that blog.) Then I got a text. I thought it was pretty early for someone to be texting me so I couldn’t imagine what it said. I assumed it was something stupid from one of my friends. I was wrong. The text was from Karen, B’s step mom, and it said: Brent passed away at 1am today.
I stopped. You see, Brent is B’s step brother and he was in ICU for over a week now. They didn’t have a relationship but we have a relationship with Karen. Let me tell you a little bit about Karen. She is sweet, loving, hilarious and makes the best margaritas. She has 3 sons and would do anything for them. One son needed a kidney; Karen gave him hers. One son needed help raising his daughter; Karen raises her “part-time.” Karen would always offer to watch D and let her spend the night when we lived in San Angelo. Sometimes we took her up on it, but now that we’ve moved, I wish we had more often. I love Karen and my heart is broken because her heart is broken.
I don’t know how you continue on once you lose a child. How do you pick your self up off the ground? How do you stop crying? How do you not get mad at God? I constantly pray for D’s health and safety. If we lost her I think I would go crazy. I don’t know how I would handle that and I pray I don’t ever find out.
I cried all the way to work this morning. I was listening to a DCB cd and when it ended I wanted to listen to another DCB cd. I had to laugh because while switching cds, Daydream Believer by the Monkeys was on the radio. I love that song and it felt good to laugh.
Will you please lift Karen up in prayer? I’m thankful that the God I love and serve is a God of peace, comfort and love. Right now Karen needs a peace that surpasses all understanding and love and comfort that only God can provide.
Karen, I know you aren’t reading this, but my prayers are with you and I love you.
Thanks for allowing me to share my world with you…welcome to my brain.