Thursday, January 04, 2007

Libby

Yesterday a woman on my street was laid to rest. A woman named Libby who I had never met.

Libby was the mother to three boys. I watched as our street filled with cars after the funeral. I get a lump in my throat thinking about her and her family. I can see Libby's house from my front windows. I can see the backyard where she played with her kids. I can see the flower beds she may have planted. I see the windows with her grieving family behind them.

Libby's death was very sudden. It is scary to think that things like that happen in quiet neighborhoods to mothers going about their daily lives. I don't quite know where to go with this. Just that, it makes me think. Really think about things. There are three boys and their dad just across the street going through what I think would be the most terrible, scary thing for a family to go through.

I will be holding my kids and husband a little tighter today. I get to hug them and kiss them. And I will be saying a prayer for Libby and her family.

3 comments:

mk said...

So sad. It is such a scary thought of anything happening to Mike or I. I am going to go give my family extra hugs...

isabel said...

Wow...stuff like that is intense. Here's to Libby and her family. I think we'll all be thinking about them.

nicole said...

Oh so sad... will be thinking about Libby and her family tonight.