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| 07/06/2010 |
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by Mona Lacombe |
| monalacombe@charter.net |
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| A few weeks ago I wrote a letter to Kenny trying my hardest to explain how I was feeling since my son, Lcpl Myles Sebastien, USMC was killed in Iraq on 20/12/2006 at the age of 21. I was numb, broken hearted, and torn up with greif and dispair even though it is almost 4 years since my sons death I was getting worse. I felt empty so I shielded myself from everyone in my life. I didn't want to surrender myself to the pain of having to deal with the truth. As long as I stayed locked away in my room in the dark and from the world I didn't have to face the truth, that my son was dead .I cried over him day and night. I finally realized that whether I stay hidden in the dark or come out into the light, the pain was the same. What Kenny made me realize is that evil lurks in the darkness. He wrote me some versus from the bible that related to me. When he first wrote me back he started the letter with "I don't know how to find the words to help you". He turned to scriptures in the Bible to help me seek peace and acceptance and re-assured me by recalling my on words, that Myles is in peace. I didn't want to here people say he is in a better place. I wanted him HERE with me. And I felt like I was being selfish for feeling that way. Kenny told me that I was not being selfish by wanting him here with me and not in Heaven. That's is the love of a mother for her child. Thank you with all of my heart. Now I know where I can turn to when I am filled with lonesome or broken hearted. When I think of the enthusiasm and plans he had made for his future, how much he loved his young bride and couldn't wait until they started a family, to be a DAD. To go to college. All those thoughts and then the last phone conversation we had. I could here the fear in his voice. his mind was so distracted. Some of the things he said it was like he was trying to tell me something but couldn't. I found out later that he had been assigned to a very potentually dangerous mission on Dec. 20, 2006. The day he was killed. God Bless you - You have reminded me of someone and something that I had forgotten. Someone that could do for me what I did not have the strength and courage to do for myself. Turn to my HEAVENLY FATHER. He always knows the way, and he has the power to help me see myself again. I am still a mother, a grandmother, sister,daughter,friend. I am still Mona and I am still loved and needed. Sicerely |
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