One week ago at around the time I am composing this post, the unimaginable happened to your family. I have been thinking and praying for your family since the news broke that evening that your son had been taken by an alligator at Disney. I prayed harder than I have in some time. And as hard as I was praying, I am sure it could not hold a candle to your pleas with God.
Here we are, one week later. I am angry at God for your son not being found healthy. This is one of those times that make me question so much.
Many times this week I found myself tearing up for you, a total and complete stranger. Words truly cannot convey how so sorry I am for you and for your husband.
I wondered a few times this week why this was affecting me so differently than so many other horrific stories brought to us daily by the media and I realized, it hits close because it could have just as easily been me. We were in Disney just a few short months ago. I remember the joy I had in telling our children we were going to the most magical place on earth. I remember being excited myself as a 39 year old woman because I knew- at my age- that it really is a magical place where dreams come true and good always wins.
I have tried to think of ways to help your family. Some small token to let you know that my family felt your loss. Across this great country of ours, we have felt for you. We still do.
I have decided to donate several children’s books (classics and new releases) to our local libraries in Lane’s name and honor. Inside each book, I will have a label explaining that the donation was made to honor Lane Graves, a little boy taken from his family and encouraging the adults reading these books at bedtime to snuggle a little closer and love a little harder.
I encourage everyone reading this blog to please do the same and comment to me that you are. I hope this small gesture brings you a smile during this unimaginable time. To know that your boy is remembered. He is being thought of and his life is mattered. That because of your little boy, libraries across the USA (hopefully) will receive numerous donations and that countless parents will read the donation label and will give their little(s) an extra squeeze. Hug a little harder. Appreciate a little more what we all take for granted.
Please know that your little boy will be remembered and thought of in Maryland. And so will you. I will continue to pray for you and I will forever be sorry this happened to you and your family.