Talk to us

Today at my ladies sharing group I learnt of the untimely death of a young man. He killed himself because he had some problems. I dont know the nature of the problem but, the point is why did he have to end his life. As parents we are truly saddened by news of this nature. He was only 34. What serious problem did he have that he could not talk about with his father, mother or pastor? I feel for his parents who now have to bury their son, who have to live with the guilt that maybe they could have done something, maybe they had.., if only....all the maybes in the world would not bring him back.

We asked ourselves this morning, will our children talk to us if they have a problem? We couldnt honestly answer 100% "yes". I dont know if my kids will tell me if they have a very serious problem. Small problems they do tell me. I pray they will never have to face any problems alone. We are always here. Never be afraid to tell us even if you think it would make us so angry or that it would be a burden to the family. Dont say 'I dont want to trouble my parents' or 'I dont want to worry them so' As a mom I prefer to share your troubles/burden and talk and work it out together, then to journey the rest of my life alone carrying the guilt of 'maybe' and 'if only'

What can be so bad that we cant solve? We love our children. If we cant help them who can? We are experienced in "worry". Once we have kids 'worry" becomes our middle name. To my boys, I want them to know that I am here, dad is here, our lives revolve around our kids. They are the light of our lives. A friend once said to me , without the kids and grandkids what do we have to look forward to? I didnt quiet understand why he said that. But after today, I get the picture. Love is only real when it is shared. We work all our lives for our children. We spend sleepless nites worrying about them and for them. We are happy when they are happy. We share their disappointments,their successes, their ups and downs, our lives are so inter-twined that when one branch breaks, the tree of life becomes lop-sided.

To all the kids who may be reading this, you can never disappoint anyone to the stage where you have to kill yourself. You may give them a bad hair day but, so what?... talk it over.