Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Life Ain't Always Beautiful

Life ain't always beautiful
Sometimes it's just plain hard
Life can knock you down, it can break your heart

Life ain't always beautiful
You think you're on your way
And it's just a dead end road at the end of the day

But the struggle makes you stronger
And the changes make you wise
And happiness has it's own way of takin' it sweet time

No,life aint always beautiful
Tears will fall sometimes
Life aint always beautiful
But it's a beautiful ride

Life aint always beautiful
Some days I miss your smile
I get tired of walkin' all these lonely miles

And I wish for just one minute
I could see your pretty face
Guess I can dream, but life dont work that way

No, life aint always beautiful
But I know I'll be fine
Hey, life aint always beautiful
But its a beautiful ride
What a beautiful ride

These are the words to a song that was played at Zachary Maxwell's funeral today. I cried with sympathy watching his dear wife, mother and brother grieve their loss. It was truly more than their bodies could handle. I silently prayed that God would give them His strength to make it through the service. I will continue to pray on a daily basis that God will help them make it through each day, one minute at a time.

As I think about Melanie especially, I struggle to comprehend the monumental task ahead of her. She will slowly rebuild her life I am sure, but will never ever lose the memory of her sweet husband. She will continue on for the sake of Mia and will make the very best of every day. My hope is that Mia and Melanie will be comforted by the amazing outpouring of support from the community. More than 1800 people attended Dr. Zach's visitation.

To my own family I pledge this: I will strive to wake up every morning grateful to be able to spend one more day with you. Erik, Ella, and Lucy...you are my worldy life. With every breath, I will try to be the best wife and mother that I can. Along with God's help, I promise to never take another day for granted.

1 comment:

~~Kerri~~ said...

As this tragedy struck I could only imagine what was going on. My daddy was 35 when in just a matter of hours sickness took him away. I have thought of Melanie and thier little girl and wondered God why. I learned at an early age never to ask why. Just keep going and trust that God wi ll give the strength needed to go on.
I think in time like this we (you and I) hold tight to what we have and realize just how precious life really is.