Silent Cries

Driving home last night I was struggling to help my nephew who is staying with us for a little bit.  He was missing his mommy and his friends and his Papaw "Super bad."  I tend to deal with adversity with humor or fatty foods but during this time all I could do was hold his hand.  His cries grew stronger as told me how he was "Papaws 1st grandson" and just wanted to talk to him for just one more minute.  The funny thing is I was feeling that pain of sorts in my stomach and all around me since his passing.  Other unforeseen complications have sought to instead of taking the wind out of my sails, sink the boat all together.  I prayed aloud just asking the Lord for comfort, but when you hit that wave of frustration and despair its easy to just close your eyes and just let the waves keep hitting.  Here was the 6 year old boy struggling, all I could do was love him.

We parked the car and just before we get out he says to me.  "You know what uncle Kev?"  "What Bud?"  When Papaw died everyone told Mamaw "So sorry for your loss".....nobody told me that they just rubbed my head.

Like a punch to the gut....

So sorry for your loss my buddy was the only thing I could push out of my mouth at that moment, just dumbstruck by the statement.

Thank you Uncle Kev, I sure do love you

6yr olds teaching 37yr olds every day.