This is the heartbroken wail of a parent who receives The Call/Visit telling them their child has died. A lament you'll never forget.
The wound never goes away. The panic attacks and chest pain eventually go away. The internal wound may scab over, but it never really heals.
Last week, thirteen families received that call/visit and twenty-six parents screamed, aloud or silently, "But I was supposed to go first." If you've ever lost a child or step-child, it changes the way you feel when you hear of others losing their children. They'll spend the rest of their lives waiting for the phone to ring again, never quite believing it hasn't all been a terrible mix-up, cherishing that final voicemail or text.
The death of a young person goes against every Law of Nature. Goes against Basic Rightness itself and so we try, in some way, to find sense in the midst of the senseless and preventable deaths of these brave, young servicemen and women so they will not have died in vain.
If we use the wrong of their deaths to right the wrongs in America beginning with the current illegal regime, perhaps then we can somehow redeem their deaths.
But that does nothing to comfort their families, exacerbated by Fake Biden's horrific watch-checking all-about-Beau behavior. The only comfort we can offer them is the knowledge that all of America grieves with them and to reach out to them in tangible ways...donations, sympathy cards, kind comments posted on their obituaries/social media/FindAGrave.
Because I have no words for this horrific situation, instead I'm compiling hyperlinks to the social media, fundraisers, etc. for The Brave 13 so we all can reach out to help their families.
May The Brave 13 never be forgotten. Blessed be their memories.