punched in the stomach

It was a monsterously busy weekend. Dillon played in the band again at the Pittsburg Co. Cattlemens car party, and Sis had a rodeo yesterday. There were moments of pride so deep and laughter until tears came, but it was all overshadowed by the death of a beautiful little girl that we knew. The news of her accident, and thoughts of it now, leave me feeling like I have been punched in the stomach. I hear people say, "How do you survive losing a child?", but the truth is that they have no choice. God chose to take this child home and He chose to leave her family here. The pain they feel is beyond my understanding. They are continually in my thoughts and faithfully in my prayers.