There are times when the word "unfair" just doesn't cut it. It feels like we should be able to wake up and find out that this was all a bad dream. Or that we should be able to protest and have the outcome overturned. There are just no words to express how my heart is breaking over the injustice the universe has thrown at such a beautiful family. I feel so lucky to have been able to "know" Caemon and his moms through reading their blog over the years. The anecdotes about a boy who was sensitive, wise and witty beyond his years never failed to brighten my day. I can not look at a red stand mixer without thinking about him and smiling. If I were the type of person who was good with words, I would write something eloquent and poignant here about seizing the moment, or hugging your kids. I am not good with words, but it seems wrong not to pay some sort of tribute. So I placed (and have refilled several times) a big bowl of chocolates with a crocodile sign at the front desk of the library where I work. I hope it can bring a little sweetness to the days of the people who pass through here, just as Caemon brought sweetness to all who knew him.
3 weeks ago