I often think and pray for our families that have a child that has gone to be with the Lord. Since I started Socks 4 Surgery, I have watched several children pass away. More children than you can imagine.. It really is the most unfair thing I have ever witnessed.. It breaks my heart more than I can put into words. I came across this poem and wanted to share, and to let you know, I will never stop praying for you. xoxoxoxoxo So many of us believe that we lost a child. I disagree. I didn’t lose a child, he isn’t misplaced, and he certainly isn’t gone from my side. People lose their keys, their purse and their wallets – our children are not items to be lost. I had a piece of my soul torn away from me against my will. I was mugged, in the rawest sense of the word. Yet still she is not gone. My friends, as the days turn into weeks and the weeks into months and years, you will realize your child isn’t gone. Our children are around us if we simply open our eyes to see them. Whether it is the sudden calmness that overtakes us when we say our children’s names, the goosebumps we get when we speak of them, or the peace that overtakes us when we open our eyes not wholly awake yet not asleep. After the pain gives way, a new emotion will fill our seemingly bottomless void – pride. You will find yourself proud of son or daughter, they showed up for the fight, they gave it their all, they did not waiver, they did not hide. Our children put up the good fight, they did amazing, and they left only after all of the rounds had been fought. We did not lose a child, we sent forth a champion, and every so often they are kind enough to visit and let us know that they are waiting for us. Don’t mourn passing of your child, celebrate that they showed up for the fight. It truly is what they want!
Posted on: Sun, 18 May 2014 00:11:17 +0000
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