Monday, March 21, 2011
I intended to write a Happy Spring post today, but my heart is a little heavy after attending a funeral this morning for the daughter of my husband's close friend. She was murdered last week (The story is HERE). She was only 24 years old and the mother of two small children. She was seeking a divorce from her husband. He was very angry and so when she went to pick up the children from him one day last week, he shot her during an argument. Today, as I stood looking at the body of this young woman in her casket, I just kept asking, "Why?!"
A death from an accident or illness for one so young is sad, but understandable.
The murder of a beautiful young girl at the hands of someone who once promised to love and protect her is incomprehensible but becoming all too common.
Fortunately, my husband's friends have a strong faith in God and that faith is sustaining them in a way that is very inspiring to others. They will be raising the two grandchildren. Their youngest son, who is still at home, is now calling them his brother and sister.
Why is it that increasingly people are settling their differences with violent acts? How could this young man honestly feel that murdering his wife, the mother of his young children, would solve anything? We cannot ask him any of these questions, because he is dead, too. After killing his wife, he turned the gun on himself.
Two families are now grieving two deaths and two children have lost their parents.