i don't have words. only tears & grief.
we went down to the coraner's office today and picked up my dad's wallet. i lost it completely when i saw my picture in there.
he rear-ended a semi at full speed when the semi was a stop. they won't let us view him. in all likelihood, unless the mortuary home can work miracles, we'll never get to see him again.
coming home, we had to drive by the site where it happened. Spafford's song It is Well With My Soul echoed . . .
dear God. please let this all be some sort of hideous nightmare.
he rear-ended a semi at full speed when the semi was a stop. they won't let us view him. in all likelihood, unless the mortuary home can work miracles, we'll never get to see him again.
coming home, we had to drive by the site where it happened. Spafford's song It is Well With My Soul echoed . . .
dear God. please let this all be some sort of hideous nightmare.