Tell them they are special...

So not sure why I am thinking about these things right now. Maybe it has to do with people I know and what they are going through, maybe things I have seen recently. Either way I think about it.

We were talking the other night, and I told Adam that i will never understand how such a young soul would feel that there was nothing left for them. How could they think they have so little to live for? They have everything ahead of them, if only they will reach out and take it. Where was their support when they were down? Their shoulder to cry on? Who told them they were beautiful with sleep in their eyes and an oversized t-shirt on? Who reminded them they couldn't live without their smiling face everyday? I just don't know.

There are some kids right now who had a plan. With the lose of their beloved friend heavy on their hearts, they realized that they need to reach out to one another. They need to connect with more than a text. Let each other know that they are not alone, that they have each other when things fall apart. So with this on their minds, they decided to give up texting (yes teenagers willingly give up texting) in his memory to reach out and touch a heart. To say "I am here" or "You are someone, you are special". I know none of these kids personally, but they touch my heart. Now for those reading this who know what I am referring to, yes i understand that things are not as they first seemed. I realize all of it was accidental, but it is the point I am trying to make. There are so many that is was not just an accident.......and this breaks my heart.

So tell them they are loved. Make them see how beautiful they are. Show them they are special. Don't let them stand alone in the dark. Take them the sunshine and stand with them in the light.

Miranda Lambert has a song I love that i heard earlier that probably started this whole spiel but it is beautiful and makes me think of so many people.

Virginia Bluebell

Carrying the weight on the end of a limb
You're just waiting for somebody to pick you up again
Shaded by a tree, can't live up to a rose
All you ever wanted was a silent place to grow

Pretty little thing, sometimes you gotta look up
And let the world see all the beauty that you're made of
'Cause the way you hang your head nobody can tell
You're my Virginia Bluebell, my Virginia Bluebell

Even through the snow a flower can bloom
You just need a little push, spring is coming soon
Umbrella in the rain, let it roll off your back
Weather what you can, realize what you have

Pretty little thing, sometimes you gotta look up
And let the world see all the beauty that you're made of
'Cause the way you hang your head nobody can tell
You're my Virginia Bluebell

Put a little light in the darkest places
Put a little smile on the saddest faces

Pretty little thing, sometimes you gotta look up
And let the world see all the beauty that you're made of
'Cause the way you hang your head nobody can tell
You're my Virginia Bluebell, my Virginia Bluebell