Last week’s tragic loss of so many children has caused me to pay more attention to the children around me.  I don’t have kids, and have never paid much attention to them.  But I saw the anguish of the parents, and I have experienced anguish somewhat like their pain.  So I get it.  These families will live with this loss forever.

Driving back and forth to work I pass the small local cemetery.  I’ve noticed a little cherub on one gravestone close to the road and just lately have noticed red flowers there as well.  This past weekend I went to investigate.

This is the marker for what must have been twins, Amy Louise and Ann Leola Cranston, born and died on Feb 12, 1939.  Someone has left red silk roses for them.  Think about it.  Someone has been missing these two for seventy-three years.  They lived one day and have been missed and not forgotten for almost three quarters of a century.  Just think how long the children we lost on Friday will be remembered.

Forever.