In Honor of Mrs. Parker.

Today was just like any other summer day. I woke up, got ready for tennis and left. But now my shirt is stained with tears and the lives of two men have been changed for the rest of their lives. Earlier today, the woman we have helped, and helped again, committed suicide. I loathe typing that word because it seems so fake on the computer. But Mr. Parker no longer has a wife. And Brennan Parker no longer has a mother. This just seems so wrong to me because Mrs. Opper is fighting for her life in a hospital bed, and someone just decided to waste theirs in their own garage, where her family will have to go by every single day of their lives.

The Parker boys are over as I type. Poor Brennan (only 8 years old) doesn't understand much of what is going on. I just keep looking into Mr. Parkers eyes and you can just grieve just by looking at them. It's such a strong coat of sadness and depression. How could anyone just give up the two most important things to them!? How could someone be so selfish as to take their own lives and leave what was left behind for other people to handle?! How could she?! How could she let her little boy grow up all alone without a mother to see him graduate from highschool, from college, get married, have himself a little boy or girl?! How could she do this to Tim!? After the 20 years they spent together through her drunkedness. How could she just do that to him!? Just typing this is making me realize how thankful I am for such a loving mother and father, and how good I really have it. I am once again in tears as I type, and it is such a sad and disgusting thing to have to process, for anyones age.

Mr. Parker and Brennie will be sleeping in my room because the carbon monoxide is in their home and they needed a place to stay. We have been Brennie's and Mr. Parkers main courage, strength, structure, peace, and their everythings through this process. And now that it's over, no one knows what to do. I'll keep updating this with the latest. Please, please, please. If you are reading this very sentence. Just stop.
Please pray for Mr. Parker right now. That he can be strong, feel God's peace, and be able to handle what is about to come (funeral homes, etc)
Please pray for Brennan also. He is only 8. He has had to deal with SoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoO much more than ANY aged person should every experience. Please pray that he can be obedient to his father, and have peace as he gets older, also that he knows his mom loved him.
This still seems so unreal, yet I know it is.
"Great triumphs can only come out of great trials."
Over and Out.