A car lies crushed after an early Sunday morning accident. Three young, promising lives are taken from us way too soon. I can’t image the horror the three boys’ parents are going through right now. They are living every parent’s worst nightmare. Their pain has to be unbearable.
The young men were from my community. I used to work with one of the boys’ fathers. I remember the young man as a little boy — his father loved him so much. I can’t even imagine the pain his dad feels right now. I look at my three boys and my heart hurts for him.
On this day of imaginary frights, I pray for the people who’ve are trapped in this real-life nightmare. I pray for the friends and family of these wonderful young men who’ve been taken from us all too soon. I pray for healing in time.
I miss the Halloween of my childhood. I really do. I miss witches, goblins and ghosts. Because horror as an adult is way too real and too frightening.