1/18/16 I didn’t even know them, not one. I saw their faces and the beautiful children’s smiles in a facebook picture. On Sunday evening at 1;00AM there was a house fire in Boxholm. The fire took the lives of the mother and her three children while the husband was at work. I didn’t know them, yet it breaks my heart. I do know the husband's father and Grandparents. It was so close to home, too close. My heart is acheing and heavy. I cannot stop thinking about it, even after 2 days. It is on my mind constantly. My mind takes me there, takes me to the house, puts me in the mom’s shoes, then the Dad. It is horrible. My thoughts are everywhere, my heart ache’s for them. What if that were me and I lost my husband and children. I am beyond sad for the families. I look at the family photo taken in November. I am so glad they had thatfamily photo taken. It looks like the only one they have had done and it will be cherished like gold. The kids are precious with big happy smiles. They are so young, with so much life to live. The boy Brayden 4, Autumn 6, and Riley 9. Luke remembers Riley from the bus.
Now a dad is left without the 4 loves of his life, the people that bring him joy, the people he lives for. How does one go on after that. How do you find joy again. I will pray for John now, and in the weeks and months ahead. He is going to have a long, hard road ahead.
I see the images on television of the house, though I do not want to drive by it. It will be hard to miss as it is on the main highway 169 when driving through Boxholm. It is beside the bank. The stories on the news are hard to hear and see. A Gofundme account has been set up and $25,000 has been raised in the first day. They will need it, but money means very little when you lose loved ones. I baked some cupcake brownies and Mark took them along with a nice check to Larry, the Grandfather. He visited with him for an hour. I know that meant a lot to Larry. He shared with Mark that those three kids got on the school bus every morning at their house. He had their coats and shoes by the door ready for them. I cannot imagine how hard this is one them, Psalm 34:17 The Lord hears His people when they call to Him for help... The Lord is close to the brokenhearted.
Now a dad is left without the 4 loves of his life, the people that bring him joy, the people he lives for. How does one go on after that. How do you find joy again. I will pray for John now, and in the weeks and months ahead. He is going to have a long, hard road ahead.
I see the images on television of the house, though I do not want to drive by it. It will be hard to miss as it is on the main highway 169 when driving through Boxholm. It is beside the bank. The stories on the news are hard to hear and see. A Gofundme account has been set up and $25,000 has been raised in the first day. They will need it, but money means very little when you lose loved ones. I baked some cupcake brownies and Mark took them along with a nice check to Larry, the Grandfather. He visited with him for an hour. I know that meant a lot to Larry. He shared with Mark that those three kids got on the school bus every morning at their house. He had their coats and shoes by the door ready for them. I cannot imagine how hard this is one them, Psalm 34:17 The Lord hears His people when they call to Him for help... The Lord is close to the brokenhearted.
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