Hug and talk to your kids

Mark 8262

Residential and Commercial Pressure Washing Specia
I'll try to no make this too long but it takes some explaining. Before you read this let me say my son is fine. Yesterday morning at 6:20 am my doorbell rang and there was a police officer at the door. He asked if Nicholas Sexton (my son) lived here. I said yes and we stepped outside. He was holding my son's drivers license and told me there was an accident and my son had been killed. I was in shock because earlier I had seen him asleep on the couch. I told the officer our son was home and he said the person in the accident looked just like the picture, but the wallet that the officer was holding was not my son's wallet. I assured him our son was home, but when I went to get him from the couch he was not there, I went to his room opened the door and he was not there either. At that moment my heart broke and I knew my sons had been killed. I went back outside to speak with the officer, I couldn't hardly breathe let alone talk. There were a few things that didn't make sense, my sons car was home, it was not his wallet but it was his drivers license and the victim looked like my son.

At this point my heart was broke and could barely speak when my wife came from the house with my son. We had guests spending the night and he thought someone had been in his room so he slept in a different room. I was so relieved that he was OK, but at that point the only thing I could think of was that some other parents were getting ready to get the same news that I had just received and my heart still ached.

Here it is a day and half later and I still have that pain in my chest. Not a heart attack type pain, but that broken heart pain that we have all had. DO NOT LET ANOTHER DAY PASS WITHOUT GIVING YOUR KIDS A BIG HUG AND TELL THEM YOU LOVE HIM. My son is 21 so he's not a little kid and I have told him a loved him thousands of times and I will make sure I tell him thousands of times in the future.

Not sure how this young man ended up with my son's license. It was an old copy and my son did have his current license with him. His car along with others in our neighborhood were broken into a few months ago and his was taken from his car. Maybe that is how it happened. Doesn't really matter an 18 year old young man/boy was killed and his parents will never hug him again. Don't let this happen to you. Talk (don't yell) with them about drinking and driving and tell them you will pick them up anywhere anytime if they have been drinking without punishment.

Sorry for the long post, I just felt like this was something I should say. Please say a prayer for this family. Hopefully none of you have ever felt this pain, but for 2-3 minutes this pain was very real for me. I pray for this family that they will find comfort in knowing their son is in Heaven and that God will get them through this.
 
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Even after you said my son's ok I still couldn't read along without getting a terrible feeling.
 
Glad your son is ok. I that feeling had to be awful.
 
I cannot imagine how you felt, even words cannot describe totally how someone would feel if in your shoes.

It is a bad, gut-wrenching feeling thinking something bad has happened to your child, it makes you so happy that they are ok all the time.

Sorry you went through all of this as it will leave a lasting impact on your life and feelings.


Something I started several years ago is when I leave the house with my son whether it is to the store, taking him home to his mother, going to the store, wherever we are going, we hug and tell each other that we love the other because you just never know what will happen these days. This way we both know we love each other no matter what.

Hope all is well with your family.
 
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