Posted on 12. Jun, 2012 by Erika Pedroza
An inevitable part of my job is covering bad news — namely young death.
Since I started here full time in October of 2010, I’ve, unfortunately, had to cover the loss of many young lives lost — including Sam Rogers and Delaney Mancil in November 2010; Aisha Bryant two weeks ago and Saul Rodriguez last week.
Although completely tragic and downright depressing, I’ve found the silver lining in hoards of people who show support. Communities mourn together. Neighbors organize events to commemorate the young lives lost. And a sea of support seems ever apparent.
But I don’t think I could ever begin to understand how the parents of these teenagers feel. And unless I’m ever in the situation, I don’t think I can.
Sure, people empathize and demonstrate love. But ironically, as the mother of one of the aforementioned teenagers pointed out, there isn’t a centrally organized group for these mourning parents.
“There are diabetes groups, Alzheimer’s groups, cancers groups,” she wrote. “Who is here for the grieving parents of Wise County. I know talking to others is a way to heal — someone who has the same loss, the same heartache, the same fears and anxieties. The loss of a child is so devastating. It is like your heart has been ripped out and nothing can fix it … But the closest groups I’ve found are in Fort Worth.”
What would it take to start such a group here?