I know there is a life after death. It is difficult to say why God would allow the lightening to strike your son. Perhaps all his work was done.
I loved my daughter deeply. I admired her and felt that she was a real asset to the world. Kind compassionate, loving even angelic. She worked hard. God allowed her to be taken in the prime of her life. Why didn't angels intervene?
Why did the trucker slide over to where she was that foggy night? Only God knows.
We are here to learn, to appreciate and have joy.
I started thinking about adopting an older child or doing something to be a mother to someone else but it wouldn't be the same. There are so many kids out there that need homes. Yet I thought if anything happened to another child could I bear it?
Pray and listen God will give you answers.
I invested so much of my life and time into caring and raising my child as I am sure you did yours.
It just doesn't seem fair. Yet look at the mothers who lost their children at one week or to cancer in grade school.
Even in war torn countries or communist regimes parents everywhere have to suffer from this grief.
I pray that some how we find comfort and answers. I just don't get how people just expect that a month or two later we are fine and should just get over it.
Hi Mae, June 8 is the anniversary of my son's death too. On May 29, 2009, he had gone to his doctor before work with a severe cough & cold. Because he loved his job in IT, he didn't want to miss even one day of it. Instead of treating him by having an x-ray taken and/or prescribing an antibiotic, this so-called doctor told him he "wasn't that sick and didn't have the flu or pneumonia". She was very sarcastic and he couldn't understand why. She told him to come back in a few days if he didn't feel better. He did go back, but it was too late. He died on June 8, 2009 from pneumonia and acute respiratory distress syndrome that was caused by the pneumonia. I've been crying ever since, in between trying to get a lawyer to take his case, but they say it's not a "winnable" case because she had the legal right to treat his symptoms "conservatively". Just like you, I will never understand why this had to happen. He was such a good person, and, like your son Tim, he loved macaroni and cheese. I do smile when I think of how few foods he liked when he was a child, and mac & cheese was at the top of the list. Write to me anytime...we share the same feelings, as everyone here does. It's hell on earth. But we can get through it together, hopefully, one day at a time. When it first happened I told people it was one "minute" at a time, so I guess it's getting better, but it hurts more.
June 8 is coming up soon and I am really dreading that day. My son was struck by lightning on that day in 2004. Every year that the anniversary of his death get closer and closer, I seem to get more depressed. I will never understand why GOD took my son. I have tried to acept this but I don't think that I really have. I still get angry, cry and ask why. I know that there are no answers but I wanted to share my feeling with those of you who have lost a child. Tim was my only child, I really have no purpose in life that I can see. I have asked God to show me the reason that I am still here but I am afraid that I have been so angry with God, that he doesn't hear my prayers anymore.