Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word

Welcome to One Breath From Heaven. I'm so glad you're here.

"I'm sorry."  There it is, two words that can make all the difference in the world.

But why do we have such a hard time saying it?

There's the obvious of course when we know we're in the wrong. Saying we sorry may mean we're obligated to 'fix it.' And of course the wronged person may not let the violation go no matter how sorry you are as they keep the offense in their  'arsenal' for future use.

That's a different type of 'I'm sorry.'  We can't do much about such a stubborn person.

Sorry and sorrow are have a lot in common. The both express a feeling of regret about something. There's a sadness and empathy for the loss. We feel the person's pain. I have the best friends in the world. There wasn't a moment that I didn't feel their care.

But sometimes people, including our friends are so overwhelmed at our loss, they just don't know what to say or do. (I can remember blubbering to a new widow because I felt so inept). 

The best thing we can do is to start off with two gentle words, "I'm sorry." and maybe add to this depending on their response. Most importantly we want to make sure the griever doesn't feel alone. Call them, send cards, run some errands for them. My suggestions may seem small to you but to the newly grieving parents you are a hero in their eyes. Your acts of kindness will never be forgotten.  And you never know, as we could be the ones they comfort too.

Please know I'm praying for you today. I'd love to hear back from you.  Blessings,

Mary Netreba  Mom. Author. Friend

We Never Expect To Say Good-Bye

Welcome to One Breath From Heaven.

It's amazing how time manages to get away from us. As a writer and author, it's all too easy to lose track as I edit one book, rewrite  another and so on. Before you know it,
here it is, a month gone by. It shouldn't happen but it does.

Sometimes however, just like many of us on this particular journey, we find ourselves simply languishing. It's difficult to get motivated when your heart is in eternity with your child.



Losing a child is the worst but sometimes the circumstances make it appalling.

I'm from Altoona Pennsylvania and now live out of state. But I keep in touch with my former hometown newspaper and read it online

Yesterday's story made me cry. A young man (originally from New York but attending  College in Pennsylvania ) went home for Spring Break. While in New York, he threw himself off a building and died. 18 years old. His poor parents. They had no idea about the hazing.

My heart truly goes out to this precious family.

Sometimes kids can feel that maybe their parents won't understand, that there is no way out and end up doing what this young man had done.

If you're reading this blog, will you take a moment to lift up the family in prayer? We all know how hard it is to lose a child and I am sure they greatly need prayers now.

Blessings

Mary Netreba, Mom, Author, Sporadic Blogger:)