If I knew....

Is it just me or does everyone think we’ve lost too many good boys lately?

There is a terribly sad story in the Sunshine Coast daily today…

You might have heard about the 16 year old boy, Jarred Marz, who died after an accident on his trail bike on Saturday night.

Jarred’s mother Dee has told the daily that she was up at the hospital with her mother late on Saturday night, waiting in a cubicle in emergency..

She says I just happened to look to the cubicle next door and I saw his boxer shorts…and I knew that it was him.

I can’t imagine anything harder. I’ve got a boy about the same age. A boy desperate for a trail bike, actually (Good luck with that tiger!).

But no matter how much you love your children or your husband or your dad…there are no guarantees are there?

I thought today I’d share with you a bit of something written straight after September 11 five years ago. It’s called If I Knew!

If I knew it would be the last time I’d see you fall asleep,
I’d tuck you in more tightly and pray and pray the Lord your soul to keep,

If I knew it would be the last time that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss, then call you back for one more.

But surely there’ll always be another day to say I love you,
And surely there’s another chance to say ‘Anything I can do?’

But in case I might be wrong and today is all I get,
I’d like to say how much I love you and hope you never forget.

So hold your loved ones close today and whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them, and that you’ll always hold them dear.
And if tomorrow never comes, you’ll have no regrets about today.