DEEP BREATH....more tears. This week started like most others, kiddo craziness, summer colds, a nice last minute visit with my parents. All pretty "norm" for us. Then Wednesday morning that all changed.
Let me back up a little bit...Most of you that know me even a little are aware that we have three children, two here with us and one waiting for us in heaven. The first year after losing our son Ethan was the hardest year of my life. The grief was all consuming and literally left me without the ability to breathe on a daily basis.
Let me back up a little bit...Most of you that know me even a little are aware that we have three children, two here with us and one waiting for us in heaven. The first year after losing our son Ethan was the hardest year of my life. The grief was all consuming and literally left me without the ability to breathe on a daily basis.
Besides my immediate and church family, one of my best resources was my grief support group for parents who lost a child. One of the first mom's I connected with in group is truly one of the sweetest women I have ever met. Her name is Janice. She is a wonderful listener, quiet but so kind and compassionate.
We soon discovered that our beautiful boys were buried only a few markers apart in the baby garden which was really special for me.
My husband and I had the privilege of meeting Janice's family when we went to our first annual Service of Remembrance for our babies. I remember then thinking how caring and supportive her husband Tim was and friendly too.
Meeting and talking with other bereaved parents was sometimes the only place we felt "normal" We have made lifelong friendships in our journey through grief .
We soon discovered that our beautiful boys were buried only a few markers apart in the baby garden which was really special for me.
My husband and I had the privilege of meeting Janice's family when we went to our first annual Service of Remembrance for our babies. I remember then thinking how caring and supportive her husband Tim was and friendly too.
Meeting and talking with other bereaved parents was sometimes the only place we felt "normal" We have made lifelong friendships in our journey through grief .
I have always felt protective of our group, first as a grieving, struggling Mom and now 4 years later as a facilitator. I have always believed that we as a group had been through hell, therefore none of us was allowed to suffer anymore tragedy!
Janice and I have both been blessed with two more beautiful rainbow babies after losing our sons. Janice's son is 5 and her little girl will be 2 this month. We have gone to each other's kiddos' birthday parties and other events over the last four years. I loved seeing her and I always wished we were able to hang out more with her and Tim as we had so much in common. Life just always seemed to get too busy!
So back to Wednesday morning...I got the heart breaking news that Janice's husband Tim had died! My sweet, compassionate, caring friend now has to suffer the loss of her husband after already surviving the loss of her firstborn.
I am overwhelmed with sadness for her and their beautiful children. My heart aches with the unfairness of it all. They had such a short time together, they just celebrated their 9th anniversary in June.
I know more than most how hard life can be, but this just seems the epitome of cruelty. It is a harsh reminder that just because we have lived through one tragedy does not mean we won't have more no matter how unfair it might be.
So if you are blessed with family or people you love in your life please take some time to tell them how much you love them. One more reminder that life is incredibly short and none of us know how much time we have, so we must make the most of each day we are given.
I dedicate this post to Tim Worsham- a loving husband, father and friend who will be missed by so many.
Janice and I have both been blessed with two more beautiful rainbow babies after losing our sons. Janice's son is 5 and her little girl will be 2 this month. We have gone to each other's kiddos' birthday parties and other events over the last four years. I loved seeing her and I always wished we were able to hang out more with her and Tim as we had so much in common. Life just always seemed to get too busy!
So back to Wednesday morning...I got the heart breaking news that Janice's husband Tim had died! My sweet, compassionate, caring friend now has to suffer the loss of her husband after already surviving the loss of her firstborn.
I am overwhelmed with sadness for her and their beautiful children. My heart aches with the unfairness of it all. They had such a short time together, they just celebrated their 9th anniversary in June.
I know more than most how hard life can be, but this just seems the epitome of cruelty. It is a harsh reminder that just because we have lived through one tragedy does not mean we won't have more no matter how unfair it might be.
So if you are blessed with family or people you love in your life please take some time to tell them how much you love them. One more reminder that life is incredibly short and none of us know how much time we have, so we must make the most of each day we are given.
I dedicate this post to Tim Worsham- a loving husband, father and friend who will be missed by so many.
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