indignation

I was trying like hell to stay away from the death of Jett Travolta for the simple fact that I loathe celebrity news. And this story has the “Insidertainment Tonightedition” hyenas scavenging for any scrap they can get.

But then I found something on iReport. Parents who have lost children are posting their stories. That really touched me.

It’s so easy to see celebrities like John Travolta as being above the fray. They live in a different world from the rest of us so we may have a tendency not to look at their problems as being our problems.

Yet there is no one alive who should ever have to consider burying their own children. I have three and they are each knuckleheads in their own sweet, wonderful and amazing way. I love them dearly and could never imagine life without them.

My wife and I have been blessed with healthy children, and for that we thank God. We also realize that they could be taken from us within the blink of an eye. It’s something I used to panic about. I hated to let them out of my sight for fear that I wouldn’t be there to save them from “whatever.”

Now I spend my time making sure that I love them and they know they are loved. So I don’t have any doubts or regrets should the unthinkable ever happen.