Showing posts with label Shellie Ross. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shellie Ross. Show all posts

May he Rest in Peace -

Thursday, December 17, 2009

So on Monday evening I was playing around on the computer chattin' with my peeps when someone retweeted @military_mom 'Please pray like you've never prayed before, my 2 year old fell in the pool' -

I immediately began to follow her, and my heart sunk when I found out shortly there after that her 2 year old son Bryson had drowned. Not for one second did I wonder why she was tweeting - I know why. The interwebs...whether it's email, facebook, the blogging community or twitter, have become a source of solace for me, and for many others.
It's where we go when we are happy, sad, scared, angry, funny, witty, tired or a number of other different things.
The friends I have made via the Internet have become my friends in real life, and without them - I am not sure how I would get through some days!
Knowing that I am not alone when I feel like the worst mother in the world, like a terrible wife or like my head could pop off my body at any given moment, helps to keep me sane. I don't believe I'm alone in that thinking.
To be able to use technology to ask for prayers instantaneously is a great thing - in my opinion.

This summer, my own 2 year old boy fell into a pool. Thankfully, we did not have the same tragic outcome as Shellie Ross and her son Bryson did - but it could have very easily been the same. There were dozens of adults around, we were all laughing and talking and picture taking and canoodling each others kids - Stellan had just gotten out of the hospital, we were celebrating Father's Day with Matt...We were living.

Thankfully my hubs saw D falling into the water and hit the bottom before D did and scooped him up and out of the pool - the only casualty was his cell phone - but it could have been different. What if my hubs hadn't been there at the ready - what if I was so busy yapping albeit two feet away from my kid, that I didn't see what happened until it was too late?

I cannot imagine the pain a parent feels when (s)he loses a child. I don't know how you go on. But I do know that it could happen to any one of us at any given moment. I know that it is not for us to judge or cast stones. I know that next week is Christmas. I know that a grieving family could use your support.

My mother always said if you don't have something nice to say then don't say it at all - I hope that the Negative Nancy's will redirect their energy to a more worthwhile cause soon and let this family be -
There has been a lot of publicity surrounding Bryson's death and it has not come in very positive fashion.

Please, for one moment, put yourselves in the shoes of this mother that lost her child - and hug your children just a little bit tighter -
None of us knows when the next tragedy will strike -
And Karma, I'm told Karma can be a real witch if she wants to be!

Rest in Peace Bryson Drago Ross.

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