Honour

A co-worker of mine posted this on her Facebook page today :

http://cnews.canoe.ca/CNEWS/Canada/2010/09/19/15405841.html

It's a story about a 9 year old boy named Blake, in Kingston, Ontario who is planning a garage sale this weekend - he'll be using what he makes to buy his father a headstone. 

Thud... weep, sob. 

A touching and inspiring story anyway, but this is so very close to home. 

My dad died when I was 7 and he only has a plaque marking his grave. At the time, my mother couldn't afford one. She always planned to get one, later, I planned to get one. Life though, has put that item on the back burner so many times over the past 33 years. It still hurts that he doesn't have one. It's wrong. He deserves one. When I think about it, I feel a combination of shame, guilt, regret... and grief. There's always the grief... Grief from a love that will never, ever fade. I'm so sorry dad. You deserve more.

As for Blake? I can only thank him for reminding me that I still need to get this done. It's never too late. I have no doubt Blake will achieve his goal and I'm sure he's making his dad very, very proud.

I've emailed the author of the article. I want to give Blake a donation... maybe you should too? It's just the right thing to do.