Sad Day

Tomorrow will be One Year since the most unimaginable tragedy changed a dear friend's life forever.  Read what I wrote about it here.  Today her husband posted a picture on Facebook, and that is what is causing me to stop in the middle of my work day and write a blog post.  He posted a picture, stating that one year ago today was his last Heavy Squat work out with his son.  The picture is of him (Squatting, of course), with Lil Leo in his exersaucer next to him.  They are both going about their day like any other, and knowing now what happened the very next day makes me study the picture more. Lil Leo is looking happy as a clam, just playing while his Daddy is lifting weights, and I can't imagine what God must have been thinking in that moment, knowing that He would call this little boy to a higher need the next day, with no warning to his parents.

Since then they have given birth to a beautiful baby Girl, and I know that her big brother is helping take care of her.  My friends continue to be one of the most loving, wholesome, faithful families I know, and I still don't understand why they have to endure such heartache, even now. 

Something no one knew then was I had just found out I was pregnant about a week before I got the phone call that this had happened.  That was part of the reason why I didn't attend his memorial.  I couldn't handle it.  I would have been an absolute wreck.  And now that I have a precious gift of my own, my heart aches even more this year.  We have taken so many pictures with Jackson, and carried on our days just the same as the one before - just like Leo doing Heavy Squats with his son.  I can't even begin to imagine if all of a sudden my baby boy was gone tomorrow.  I shed tears as I look at that picture, and as I write this, for one of the happiest boys who touched so many lives.  I will definitely hug on my Boy a little tighter tonight.

So once again, if you are a faithful person, please join me in praying for this family.  This week will be hard - his passing tomorrow, and what would have been his 2nd birthday on the 19th.  I still cannot begin to express the sorrow I feel for them, but also the awe I have in their faith and their ability to place one foot in front of the other to get to this point.  God bless the Seitz and Oberpriller families.