Life is unfair...I said and now its slapping me on my face...don't know if somethings will ever stop haunting me. I know it wont.
Imagine, a lovely evening....mother just back from picking up her lovely son from school. Tantrums, et all, snacks stuffed in.
The tall , long lashes of her son sweeping through the quiet face. He wants to play. But as all moms do, she makes him sit down to finish his homework... *sigh*
Dinner is in progress....kids have to be up early, so in bed early too. And dinner it was, while she slogged on the cursive writing, in the dining area.
Life's dished out one massive tragedy to this small family. The gas cylinder burst and mother and son blew up in flames...( haven't still gotten all the details....) , its been too traumatic for me to even ask or know.
85% burns for the mother.
Son had lost his eyes, and most of the face, and I don't know if I should say...thankfully passed away this evening.
Mother is still critical...and I wonder what is in store!
All that I can think of right now is how to erase that smiling face from my memory. I used to see him so often each time I picked up my sons...He was my lil one's classmate from school..
All I can do right now is pray that she will not suffer any more, and the family , will have lots of strength to face this shock.