I'VE BEEN SAD LATELY
I've always snickered at people who get all caught up in celebrities. (No offense if you're one of them.) But the news of Steve Irwin's death hit me hard. I'm not sure why. Maybe it was his exuberance for life and animals, maybe it was his total love and devotion for his family, or maybe it was that he was Australian. I think most Americans hold a soft spot for Australia. They're more like us, taming a wild land. Whatever it was, I have found myself scouring the internet looking for snippets about how Terri and the kids are doing. I felt like I KNEW them all.
The loss of this one man dovetailed with 9/11. Steve's death was pushed aside a bit to commemorate our own loss, but to me it was kind of one and the same. It wasn't the grand scale of what we lost in 9/11 that was so devastating, it was the individual people. The children who went through that first day and every day after that without their mother or their father. The wives who went to bed alone for the first time that night. The husbands who missed the soft touch of their wife's hand on their hair. Loss is always about one family's struggle to go on. I've found myself praying often for Terri, Bindi, and Bob. And for the families who still struggle here in our own land without the one they love.
Maybe it hit me so hard because it was just a week after the anniversary of my own brother's death. Randy was a bit like Steve, passionate, caring and loving. So I've been thinking about loss a lot lately and how it affects us in so many ways. The changes are deep and fundamental, and we're never the same again, not really. The good side of that is our loved ones are resting against Jesus' heart and we'll see them again someday. I'm going to give my brother a high five, hug my grandpa and pillow against my grandma's huge bosom. LOL What a day that will be! I might even try to find Steve Irwin and tell him, "Crikey, bloke, what were you DOING with that stingray?" LOL