My mind wanders today to the thousands of those I do not know, those who fill in the blank with so many things.
Their last normal day.
The last time Daddy came home from work. Maybe overly tired and grouchy, and you thought he was awful.
The last time Mom came home sharing about her day, and you weren't interested.
The last time you made plans for after work, and actually got to do what you planned.
The last time. A million memories of that last day.
My heart hurts, and I pray for God's peace and comfort to those whose heart hurts more than I can fathom.
What would they change?
