One of our contributors to this group has the audacity to call "bullshit" on the post yesterday..Interesting..I've received three e-mails of appreciation for that post..It isn't important whether or not I made it up.. The post was from my heart and true as a bell ringing.. loud and clear.. Here is another some might call "bullshit" on.. Challenge it and address any issue you might find objectionable .. My family suffered the loss of my 12 year old granddaughter more than a year ago..We still grieve over that tragic loss.. She is laid to rest in a small cemetary, just a few miles away.. When we came home from the church, I spent a little while on that post and I realized that I had forgotten something very important..Amanda.. Early on in her short little life.. God selected her for a very special purpose.. She would never be a mother.. She would never enjoy the pleasures of life, that most of us take for granted.. She'd never hold her newborn baby in her arms..Our entire family was privileged to care for Mandy, love her and learn so much from that precious gift from God.. Then, he saw fit to take her to him..We hold the grief of that loss, and know that she is safe, as we tried to keep her safe with us..I feel the loss that I will not hold that great grandchild .. I feel the loss that my son will feel, as he understands, she will never grace him with his own grandchild..My day wasn't over, yesterday.. until I visited that place where my granddaughter rests.. I stood under those old and magnificent trees surrounding her.. These thoughts went through my mind and I was proud that I had remembered .. You see.. Mother's Day, to me.. is the day to pay tribute, not only to the mother who gave you birth, but to all, who will never become mothers.. This day is a special day for the ones we have given up..There is no doubt, Mandy would have been a loving and wise mother, had our Lord not selected her for another purpose.. Yesterday was a special day, and I hope and pray that each one of us gave tribute to those wondrous creatures.. Your friend in Irving Bill Walker
