I wrote this song in loving memory of my son, Sean, who was killed by a drunk driver while he was on his way to work. He had planned to attend UNL that fall.
Ta-Tonga-Mon-Thee was Sean’s Native American name given to him by his Maternal Grandfather. He would have been 39 years old today. I often wonder what he would be like today had he lived—Would he have become an evangelist sharing his love for the gospel? Or would he use his love for children to become a strong advocate to protect abused children? Would he have a wife and given me grandchildren?
Those are questions that will never be answered. Sean’s death left a hole in my heart that will never be filled until we meet again in our heavenly home prepared for us in our Father’s kingdom.
I miss you Sean, and I think of you often.
Jonah, I have been blessed to have never lost a child or grandchild. I have two 39 year old sons. Ken from a previous marriage and Reese from my curtain marriage; and, I could not imagine losing either one. Ken gave me 3 grandchildren and Reese soon to give me one more. It always moved me to play that song with you, selfishly thinking about my own. Yes, praise to God, we will all be reunited with our loved ones. My heart goes out to you on this day of mourning and reflection. Our prayers to you on this day for peace and comfort. Love you bro, Gordon