Sunday, January 8, 2012

A Mentally Exhausting Day

Today I arrived at work to awful news.  A fellow server's father passed away.

He took his life.

This came on the heels of her younger brother passing away just a year ago.  He also committed suicide.

To make a very long story short, her brother was bullied.  He was taunted online and in school.  He was assaulted, called names and made to feel worthless by his peers.

He felt so worthless he felt his life was not worth living.

This shattered his family.  And today we saw that his father was shattered beyond repair. 

This terrible story sheds light on a growing epidemic in this country that we have struggled with for years.  No one should ever be made to feel as though they are worth nothing.  No one should feel such despair at the hands of someone they seek approval from.

Childhood is a scary place.  There are lessons to be learned and paths to be paved.  There are so many questions that need answers and so many uncertainties along the way.  Children need constant guidance from their parents and teachers. 

We can't afford to let them down.

We need to pledge that acts of cruelty will not be tolerated.  We need to exemplify patience, kindness and a gentle nature for younger generations.

Children learn from what they see.  And it's time we teach them humanity.  Every day, every hour and every minute.

Slow down and reach out to someone who needs a hand.  A small gesture can make a big difference.

It may change someone's life forever.  It may even save one.

Mommyhood Footnote:  Today was a sobering reminder of what truly matters in life.  Without the people we love the world is an almost unbearable place.  A place this girl I work with will face each morning when she wakes.

Hugs those kiddos tight today, and every day for the rest of your life.


  1. Their has be suicide in our extended family. It is hard to handle. Pushing problems under the table and not acknowledging them is what I believe cause this suicide. The was a suicide in the neighborhood that I grew up in with a father of small children. And one a church last year of an older person. All were men that I know of. I don't know -- are we expecting men to handle things and no letting them talk... Just thinking out loud.


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