Sleeping with the Angels

Isn’t it ironic that at the end of my last post I was thinking about life, and what a wonderful world it is. Then, just 2 days later we all heard about the children and adults who mercilessly died at Sandy Hook elementary school in Newton, Connecticut.

There are no words to describe this atrocity, and yet there are so many words such as loss, grief, tragedy, anger, pain, disbelief, agony, guilt, mourning, despair, suffering, torment, heartbreak…

Every time I think about it, or read, or hear about it, I shed a tear. But, I cannot even imagine for a second what the families involved must be going through. I do not know what else to say, but I found this poem and I wanted to share it with you…

Mommy,
Please don’t be so sad,
I miss you so much too.
It’s beautiful here where I am
But I worry a lot about you.
I sleep with the angels
watching over me
There’s only love up here.
I’m never lonely or afraid,
‘Cause God’s so very near.
I never cry or hurt myself
I see my loved ones everyday.
I play and laugh and sing a lot
And I hear you when you pray.
Please Mommy,
don’t be mad at God
You see, he loves me too.
And even though 
you’re not here with me,
I’m really still with you.

So, the next time that we moan, or get down about life, work, the weather, our families – just think about those whose presents are probably still underneath the Christmas tree, but who will never get to open them…

Be content. Be thankful. Be grateful.

R.I.P. Sleeping Angels.