I was at summer camp the year that my dog Bo died. While I was busy living what finally felt like a normal adolescence, telling jokes around the fire and falling in love with girls, Bo lost his final battle with the UPS truck. For years, he had valiantly attempted to protect our family from this occasional intruder, but the weight of that metal monster was too much for his small frame. My father picked me up at church, and I began telling stories of my adventures as Dad sat there stoically in the car. As we rounded the serpentine roads in the hills of Tennessee, I could see the house in the distance, and my father depressed the break just enough to slow the car, “Something happened while you were at camp,” he paused, “Bo died.”
This is a beautiful story. I remember when I realized that my parents weren't omnipotent and didn't know everything. I was shocked and let down. Through the years they did actually let me down numerous times. But I finally realized that not only aren't they omnipotent, they're just humans doing their best and sometimes kids see the best their parents can muster as not enough. Bless you for seeing your dad's humanity.
Your loss was monumental. And the grace with which you handled your children’s loss was even greater. I only hope to show that kind of connection the next time loss comes to my family. Thank you.
OMG, I am crying like a baby. So sorry for your loss! I laud the way you handled the situation with your children. I think someday you'll be declared a saint...I'm so honored that I know you via social media and maybe someday, I will get to meet you face to fqce. You are such an inspiration! I send you bright light, love, and a bear hug!
This is a beautiful story. I remember when I realized that my parents weren't omnipotent and didn't know everything. I was shocked and let down. Through the years they did actually let me down numerous times. But I finally realized that not only aren't they omnipotent, they're just humans doing their best and sometimes kids see the best their parents can muster as not enough. Bless you for seeing your dad's humanity.
Your loss was monumental. And the grace with which you handled your children’s loss was even greater. I only hope to show that kind of connection the next time loss comes to my family. Thank you.
Damn I’m crying
OMG, I am crying like a baby. So sorry for your loss! I laud the way you handled the situation with your children. I think someday you'll be declared a saint...I'm so honored that I know you via social media and maybe someday, I will get to meet you face to fqce. You are such an inspiration! I send you bright light, love, and a bear hug!
Thank you for sharing your story and pain.
As an imperfect parent and and imperfect partner, I needed your words today.
Oh Nathan, I'm so sorry for your family's loss. Beautiful story, makes me tear up. Those family rituals are so important.