Yeah, this post on this here humorous site is probably going to make you cry, but I don’t care.
It’s probably also going to make you go and find your children, where ever they are right now, and hug them so tight that they’ll be all, “MAAAAAAAAWWWWM! You’re hurting meeeeee!”
I say, “Good!” We SHOULD cry for children lost.
We SHOULD hug our kids a little tighter today.
Today, April 6, is the one-year anniversary of the deaths of Amy’s children Peter and Kate, taken from her and their father in a car accident.
Yeah, I can’t fathom. I have never even come close to fathoming the pain, not in the many months since I first became aware of Amy’s story, which hits me especially hard when I look at my two children, also a boy and a girl, in ages not far from Peter’s and Kate’s.
I received an email from Amy last night and in it she let me know that things are really moving along in getting the Kate and Peter Memorial Playground built at Frick Park, the park Peter and Kate used to play at regularly.
She does not yet know what that big dollar amount is that she’s working toward raising to build it, but she did want to let me know that we can now donate to the fund at the Pittsburgh Parks Conservancy site as they are the ones who will be managing the project for her.
So here’s what we can do today for Amy, for Kate, for Peter, for everyone whose lives they touched and continue to touch, and for the children who will one day play at their playground and ask, “Who are Kate and Peter, Mommy?”
- We can leave a comment of love for Amy, because even though she will survive this day, today will be in so many ways … unbearable.
- We can make a donation to the Kate and Peter Memorial Project Fund by clicking here and selecting the correct designation.
I don’t know. There’s no words — no words to express that kind of pain, no words to make it make sense, and no words to make it all better.
I guess we can only do what we can do. Offer our generosity, offer our virtual hugs and prayers, and hope it gives Amy some small comfort on a hard day.
Now, stop your blubbering, go hug your kids and then go give Amy some of that leftover love.