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Post by singingguy on Mar 23, 2009 16:48:25 GMT -5
I didn't know where this would fit so I decided to start a new thread. Yesterday we received some tragic news. A young man that I taught in Primary several years ago was killed in a tragic auto accident. Even though we no longer live really close to his family we are still friends with them. I was just beside myself when we heard the news. My mind began racing (which it usually does) and I started to think I was so selfish and felt guilty that I was still here. This young man will never marry (at least here on earth) and his mother will never hold his children. It absolutely breaks my heart. I then began thinking that we should treat every single day as a gift from our Heavenly Father and use that gift to it's fullest because we never know when it will be our last. Believe me I am the first person to complain when things start getting hard and I am faced with choices I don't want to make, but this has given me new perspective. I don't want to waste one more precious day. I have resigned myself to start making the most of every day. I hope I can always remember to let the small stuff slide, hug my wife more, re-connect with old friends, and just be more pleasant to be around. I find writing therapeutic and thought maybe putting this down would help ease the pain a bit. Thanks for listening to(reading) my ramblings. Brian in Tooele Utah
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Post by Nicole on Mar 25, 2009 19:05:14 GMT -5
Thanks for sharing, Brian. I know some of what you are feeling. My husband is active-duty Army, and so of course most of my friends are other military wives. Three years ago the husband of one of my very best friends was killed in combat. It was devastating. Although I have been forced to contemplate the possibility of something happening to MY husband, I had never really thought it might happen to one of my friends. My husband was home when my friend's husband was killed, but deployed a few months later. When he came home after his year tour I remember feeling somewhat guilty that he came home when my friend's husband did not. As I've watched her and her son since then I still have moments of agonizing sorrow and guilt.
Good for you for resolving to make changes in your life. I know that my friend's husband would like to know that his death made the lives of people he cared about better, and I'm sure your young friend would feel the same way.
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