After we all ate at the restaruant following the funeral, most people were going back to their own homes. Prior to my W walking out the door to take our children home, I kissed her on the cheek (I'm surprised she let me), and thanked her for coming to my nephew's funeral. She just said, of course I would. I added that my extended famiily, parents and siblings, were meeting at my Mom house so I would be home later that evening.
The funeral was very sad, especially when I had to see my sister put her head on her son's chest, petting his hair for the last time before the casket was closed. However, my sister is stronger then most in this world. The reason she told me is quite simple. Her inner strength, faith and trust in Jesus Christ is what is getting her through this. She wonders how a parent who doesn't have that could get through this. She told me had her son lived, he was only going to be scheduled for more and more surgeries and knows he is no longer suffering and is with Jesus now.
I want to share something with you of something my nephew Steven wrote as a freshman in high school over two years ago of an English assignment he had, read by his teacher. Here goes.
I am in a wheelchair and disabled I wonder what I would do in the future I hear flowers I see the light of heaven I want to be rich I am in a wheelchair and disabled
I pretend to be a character on TV I feel goodness in my heart I touch the love of my parents I worry about surgeries I cry when I get yelled at I am in a wheelchair and disabled
I understand how important it is to work hard I say you should love people I dream of good and bad things I try to do my best I hope I will walk again I am in a wheelchair and disabled.
There wasn't a dry eye at the funeral parlor after the teacher read this. And the line my nephew said about "I want to be rich" the teacher said that when discussed with Steven, he wasn't talking about money, he was talking about rich in love.
