My Young Lady

The funeral was today. Words can't begin to tell you how proud I was of my daughter for the way she handled it. She has surely become a young lady. She was gracious beyond her years to everyone she came in contact with at the service.

I've been to several funerals in my lifetime but never have I ever known a person who was murdered. This man was brutally killed and dumped like a piece of garbage. This is a new situation for me and I can't even begin to wrap my mind around it, so how can my daughter be handling it so well? I think I know the reason.

When she thinks of this situation, she is sad because she will never see her uncle again and she will miss him. When I think about this, I see a child who was taken from their family and at far too young an age. In my own mind, I put myself in the place of his mother and I don't know how she can go on. I can't see it any other way than that, because Iam a mother.

A parent should never outlive their child.