just before going to bed last night I received a FB message from Michelle telling me that her son Phillip had killed himself. Shock and tears followed.
Called her today and spoke with her briefly. Seems he had gotten into trouble and was punished� by his parents. Within a couple hours he was found dead by his mom on the bathroom floor with a bullet wound to the head. He left no note.
The horrible pain in her voice was devastating. I proceeded to get hold of my kids and tell them that I love them. Still haven't been able to reach naomi as her cell phone is out of commission.
She looked into his eyes,
time after time,
to now believe that she would never,
again,
See those eyes,
that always made her smile.
"So remember,
it's never Good-Bye;
Just see you in a while,"
he said as he spoke,
about the dead.
"Remember,
it's the smiles,
that mean so much more,
than tears.
Let God unsurpress all of your fears."
She smiled and bowed her head,
as her eyes turned red,
because of tears she's tasted,
knowing this time,
they weren't wasted.
KL
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