We Wore Pink

Friday, February 22, 2008, Murray Hammond died.
I never really knew what illness he had, but he had been in a wheelchair for a few years. I discovered yesterday that he had muscular dystrophy, which is pretty much when your muscles all fail over time, and as the heart is a muscle, his failed (he may have had a heart attack--I'm not very keen on the details at this point), and he passed away.
I remember what he was like before he was in a wheelchair. He was so energetic. Eventually he had to go into a wheelchair, and he was still energetic, but it would never be the same. He couldn't use his legs. How could it be the same? His sense of humour remained through and through. He was hilarious. He went to church with his family every week, as well as the church's youth group. I think he was truly faithful to God, and is with him now.
Obviously this can't be easy on anybody. Today, when there was an announcement at school about his death and the funeral arrangements, my English teacher nearly cried. He was having a rough time telling us about Murray.
It must be crazy having to deal with your child dying, and I will support the Hammonds as best I can during this time. I pray for them all the time. He has an older sister too, who goes to our school. I saw her today, and it's so brave of her to be there.
I really believe he's with God right now, in a better place with no suffering, no pain, no muscular dystrophy. And lots of the colour pink. I know he's happy there.
And I know he's walking.

We love you, Murray.