My faith in the human race wavered today for a moment. On a social media news-site a thread dedicated to a grieving mom was desecrated by the most judgemental adults I have ever in all my days had the misfortune to encounter. I got as far as ten comments into the thousands before I slammed the top down on my laptop and cried. I wanted to say something but my words would be lost in a mountain of cruelty.
I don’t cry. I work around death daily, around pain and around the misfortunes of life and have learned not to cry.
I pulled myself together in the hope that my words will strike home today.
She choked on her words today. A mom grieving her nine year old boy. I sat and watched her as well I could with tears pooling in my lower lids. She spoke of how she…
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