Many of the people that follow this blog have become like extended family for me. I visit their blogs often and we become part of each others lives. None more so than my friends Rebecca at Sunny Morning Farm and Terri at Our Crazy Farm . It's much more than swapping recipes and gardening secrets. It's watching each other raise our kids and for Becky and I also being grandparents. We cry for each other when our dogs die or our goats die. We rejoice together over a new chicken house, or new pups. We laugh at our families antics and applaud their accomplishments. We're all just a bunch of good farm people and christians trying to be there for one another. Livin, lovin and learning from one another. This morning I got the terrible news that Terri at Our Crazy Farm has lost her 12 year old son Trent. He was killed Friday in a terrible skiing accident while with his church group. Rebecca and I are beside ourselves. We could not mourn anymore if it were our own child. It seems as if it was just yesterday that he was building chicken houses and going on his first turkey hunt. Looking forward to his first coon dog pup from Rebecca and her husband Danny. We feel so helpless. We want to hug Terri and never let go. I want to feed her. That's what I do. I feed everyone. Instead we cry. We cry for Terri's pain at the loss of a child. We pray for Terri and her husband and the other kids. We ask everyone to join us in prayer for the loss of a beautiful young boy with such promise. Taken long before his time. Life is so Prescious and it is so tragic when it is taken from one so young.
To all my blog friends I just want you to know how much you mean to us here at Hickery Holler and hope you join us in sending sympathy and support to our friend Terri and her family at this terrible time of great loss.
My Mom is a Survivor
My mom is a survivor,
or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear her crying
when all others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night.
and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her
to help her understand.
But like the sands upon a beach
that never wash away...
I watch over my surviving mom
who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others,
a smile of disguise.
But through Heaven's open door,
I see tears flowing from her eyes.
My mom tries to cope with my death,
to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her
knows it's her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom
through Heaven's open door...
I try to tell her that
Angel protect me forevermore.
I know that doesn't help her,
or ease the burdens she bears.
So if you get a chance, call to her
And show her that you care.
For no matter what she feels,
my surviving mom has a broken heart
that time won't ever heal.
~K. D'Ormeaux
And to Trent we bid you a fond farewell as we celebrate your life and happy hunting my friend as you now hunt with the Master of us all. Rest In Peace young man indeed rest in Peace.
The Canned Quilter, O Wise One, Baby O and all the gang at Hickery Holler
This indeed is sad post! I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes as I put myself in that Mothers shoes...I'm sorry for her loss and pray that God will send some comfort to that family from prayers sent for them.
ReplyDeleteHow tragic, I can not even begin to imagine this loss. My prayers and my heart go out to this family.
ReplyDeleteYou wrote what I was thinking but couldn't put in print, Thank you for that, Trent will be missed. I am weeping for Terri and her family. Terri is a strong faithful woman! I know God has her and her family in His hands at this very moment. He will carry her through. Thank you for your beautiful words.
ReplyDeleteI dont know her but I know her......because Im a mom too. My heart hurts for her...and so Ive said a prayer...and tears come as I do. How very sad.
ReplyDeleteThank You! I feel the same as Teresa, I couldn't put all this into words. You did this so beautifully for me though. It has been a hard day here on the farm where I feel so helpless. Friends are supposed to be there for one another. I hope she knows how much we care and wish we could help out. Thanks again.
ReplyDeleteIt is amazing how close friendships and hearts grow through this thing called Blogging. I weep for Terri's loss as if it were for my own child. I am glad her Faith is so strong and I pray for her and her family.
ReplyDeleteOh my gracious-how very sad. I'm not familiar with the blogger-but will for sure be praying for her family-I just can't imagine the pain.
ReplyDeleteIts so so sad. I also wish I could show up at her door to help in any way, and feed her and her family. I really appreciate your post and the poem.
ReplyDeleteThis is so sad! The loss of a child is the most painful thing to happen to a person. Prayers going out for them, and to you and your readers. We are family on line and touch each other everyday that we are on line. Hugs to everyone.
ReplyDeleteI just found your blog today, the name intrigued me as I share both these passions. But I found that God led me here. A little over 5 years ago we lost our little girl, just before her 9th birthday. Reading of your friend's loss, I am so sorry. God will carry them through and day by day they will find their way with our Lord's help. Please send love and prayers from a Pennsylvania mom who will keep them in her daily prayers. Your poem is so very true.
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