Never say goodbye!

Never say goodbye!

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa
"

Please don't drink and drive! Let's keep each other safe and alive!

"

My son never fought in a war

upon a foriegn shore

Though he would have

had it been his calling

He enlisted into the service

at the young age of seventeen

he became a United States Marine

He was stationed in Okinawa Japan

There he learned to become a man

With a humanitarian discharge in hand

He returned home to help his family

which was in dire need of him

from the land of the red sun

To three young sisters and a mother ill

with manic depression

With his father just out prison

for making a bad decision

of dealing drugs

running with thugs

His son still looked up to him

forgiving him his sins

His parents were soon to be divorced

but dad came down with staff infection

from his terrible heroin addiction

Mom ended up in a hospital psychiatric unit

for her bi-polar affliction

Soon his father slowly and painfully died

He stood strong by his father's side

as staff infection from a dirty needle

consumed his every vital organ

His heart, his liver, his spleen...

Near the end he softly spoke the words

"I love you, dad."

Mom fell victim to alchohol

trying to drown her memories

of a violent marriage and mental illness

that had brought her to her knees

Taking care of three young sister's

was very hard accomplishment

for a young man of twenty-one

upon returning home

from the land of the red sun

 

Robert Stephen Krempa was born 7/31/73

Sadly and tragicly he was killed by a drunk driver 4/15/07

 

 He is credited for saving the life of a little four-year old boy

named Xavier.  It was a beautiful spring evening, just a year ago

my son had just gotten off of work. He had just become a manager of his company, his box of manuals not yet opened. Ironically, he was on his way with friends to buy a car and get his driver's license renewed. It

was a head on collision, as the car he was riding in as a passenger in the back seat, was hit while waiting for a red light. When out of nowhere came the oncoming car crashing into them, Leaving my son and his friends wife to die in puddles of their own blood. The car caught fire, thank God the fireman were able to put it out in time. When I went to the young mother's funeral, I

 was thanked for being the mother of a hero. For they say that

my son ripped off his seatbelt, and blocked little Xavier with his own body, so saving the young boy from ultimate death. Months later Xavier's father who was also critically injured as was his son, thanked me also and told me that my son is his hero, too. Xavier had been scalped to where the doctor's had to sew his scalp back to his head, he will always have the scar as a memory of what occurred that day. Worst of all, he has nightmares of the accident and the loss of his loving mother. He has trouble walking due to injuries to his spine.  The drunk driver was finally sentenced, he got ten years in prison for his crime. My son and his friend had their lives taken away in the prime of their lives because of someone else's foolishness and disregard for human life. They were both sober lovingly gentle people and are sadly missed by family and friends. The small poem I wrote for the obituary. I would like to share with you it reads as follows:              

 

The world has lost

A wonderful young man

Who had the potential, the ability, the mind

And, the heart of a scholar, a teacher, a philosopher

and an author

I lost my son

Love forever and always, Mom

 

© 2009 Deborah Leah Krempa


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Dear debileah...
What words of solace can I give you, dear one? You have lived the tragedy that every mother dreads to think of...I cannot say anything except convey my true sorrow at your monumental loss. Your writing has to be of some small comfort...and you share it with us here so that we may give back to you some of the love in our hearts...many blessings to you, you are in my thoughts and prayers.

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This was so heart felt that I feel as if I stumbled upon your diary and read each word. I feel these words are too sacred for my eyes to lay upon them and weep. Your son is a hero. He is a hero! Robert Stephen Krempa is a hero and should be commended for his bravery and for saving the life of a child. He died protecting the same people he wanted to teach. I am so moved, words can't describe how my heart is jumping for joy at his bravery, but stumbling with grief over your loss.

Great and honest write!

Posted 11 Years Ago


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I simply cried. Tragic, and the writing expresses everything anyone would ever need to know to understand, how painful and irreversible such an accident is. A friend of mine not so ling ago lost her loved one, he was twenty, a car accident as well. I didn't know how to help her, what to say, I tried, and now I hope that I did my best..

Posted 11 Years Ago


I cannot give such a work a critique. No word from me could add to it, fact is they could only detract. Having become familiar with your son's story now does not take away the emotional impact of your writing. I pray it helps you find comfort to express your emotions so. If nothing else know that sharing Robert's story with us adds to who we are, for no one can read of him and not be moved to do better with the life we have.

Posted 11 Years Ago


oh wow now I am really in tears, You have been through so much and yet I can feel your strenght,I wish That I could have the strenght that you have knowing you have to carry this through out your life, Yes your son was a hero and that indeed, I can say what a wonderful person you mad you son out to be,You share this poem with me and I am glad you did cause i see the strength and the pain but a wonderful person also in you, I am glad to have you here on my friends list and If you ever in life need some one to talk to let me know...I to write what comes from things that has happend to me in life and how I felt and I am so sorry all this pain that you have indured..So I will pray for you as a friend that life will bring you peace and that god will cover you in his blood and protect you in his light and bring you happyness and joy again and that he keeps your family safe and shows you just how wonderful and strong you are as a women ....God Bless .........Belinda

Posted 11 Years Ago


i am trying so hard not to cry right now. you will always know that your son is my hero too

Posted 11 Years Ago


You have lived a life full of painful experiences; you persevere with strength intact. I wish that I had the power to return Robert to you. :o( If only I could be Jesus Christ for just this moment...

Posted 11 Years Ago


this creates such emotion
i can not find the words
to express.

some might say i'm never
short of words but in this case
it is hard to type though
the watery eyes that
blurs my thought.

i never thought
i could be
speechless
no words i say
would tame
the sorrow

Posted 11 Years Ago


Oh my darling friend. This is truly a sad and yet beautiful lament to your son. I praise you for being able to share this with us. You have my prayers and my support in spreading the word of dangers. *hugs* A thousand blessings upon you and your family.

~Liv

Posted 11 Years Ago


Dear lord what pain you have had to bear. I'm truly in awe of you continuing on and giving the love you retain to your children and grandchildren. With all you have been through you are blessed in having them in your lives. I applaud your strength in continuing and doing something, anything that you can, even through here to bring this issue to further light. I wish you greater strength as you go on, and with your son's strong and deliberate spirit behind you to keep you going I have no doubt that you will do an immense amount of good wherever your words succeed in reaching. Highest blessings to you Debileah!

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Debileah,
Again, my heart goes out to you. No one can know the agony his loss has brought you. The 2 pieces Ive read that are in his memory are powerful. While I have not lost a child, I have had friends taken before their time. No amount of time can ease the pain of their absence. Your writing seems to be a release from this suffering, and in times of tragedy, we must use what we can as an anchor. Thank you for sharing your gift with us. God Bless

Posted 11 Years Ago


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I am a mother and a grandmother... I love them all so very much, my gifts, my blessings in this life. I simply adore poetry and the arts. I love to sing, dance, create beautif.. more..

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