Random thoughts

So I have been thinking a lot lately about this sad story i'm about to share. A family my mom knows down south had a very sad thing happen in their family. Their son committed suicide. That in itself is a tragedy, but what the mother found after his death makes this very hearbreaking. She found e-mails, notes, and text messages from people in his school (he was a sr. going to graduate this year) She said what these kids said to her son were some of the most awful things any person could say or any person could hear. She said it was very painful to even read. My brother ben is a sr. and i can't imagine people saying such awful things to hurt him in that way. Why are people so cruel? I know kids are so mean to eachother. The mother went to her sons grave sight and there was a note from a girl that said she didn't attend his funeral because she didn't want to be a hipacrite and pretend she was nice to him like everyone else who attended to try and make themselves feel better. What is wrong with people? I am so sad for this mother. I am so sad for those kids who did and said such awful things to this boy that i've never met. I am just sick about it. It's hard to explain how our life changed after my brother and sister died. It's hard to explian how my mom and dad changed, but now that i'm a mom I feel like i understand a little bit more of what that did to them even though i don't really know. It breaks my heart that this mother had to say goodbye to her son to early and that it was a very sad way for her to let him go. It's just good that we have the gospel. Then on the other end of the spectrum I was watching "hope for haiti" and there was this story about a mother who pulled herself out of the rubble and could hear her infant son crying. She dug and dug for hours and hours and could still hear him, but his cries were getting weaker and weaker. A day went by and she was still digging. This mother dug for her baby for 50 hours and finally help came and her son was pulled out alive. What a beautiful story. I couldn't help but cry as I was holding my son. If you asked me a year ago if i'd dig 50 hours i don't know what i'd say but after having this beautiful baby I would dig until the very end. I want to be like thatmom and not like those unkind people. I want to be better then that. I will continue to feel sad for that family because I know death is so painful and I will try and be like that mom and fight for life and be more loving.