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Ramblings Of A Lost Child Mother: A Memo To The Ignorant Ones.
Ramblings Of A Lost Child Mother: A Memo To The Ignorant Ones.
7-19-2012
My miracle twins are 28 months, 2 weeks, 3 days old
When people say, ”Get over it. Its been years now”, you know they never have lost a child. When people say, ”It’s time to move on and just be thankful for what you have”, while yes it’s true we are forced to move on, and we do appreciate what we have now..those people to, have never lost a child.When people say, ”He was better off dying rather then living that way”, they are the ignorant, heartless ones. The ones that never saw the smiles, felt his love, had him hold their hand and see him gaze into his mother’s eyes lovingly. They never heard him giggle and watched his eyes radiate in the light of the sun. They never saw him fall asleep peacefully in his mother’s loving arms. These ones surely have never lost a child.
Some forget that every life has its own enormous purpose. Whether taken from the womb, or months, years, or many decades after it’s born into this world. God calls each of us home in his own time, never in ours. We are forced to agree with his time because we simply have no choice. But don’t pretend to know what it’s like, for unless you have been there, you never, ever will understand. Please try and have a heart!
You may try to put yourself in our shoes but those shoes won’t ever fit your size. The pain doesn’t abruptly end and POOF simply disappear over time. It lasts forever, and ever, and ever. Sometimes I wish people would keep their damn mouths shut, in all honesty.
But to those who have put their arm around mine and said, ”I’m so sorry. I can’t even begin to imagine how awful this has been for you.” I thank you all. You don’t fake your understanding or try and tell someone to abandon their feelings of sadness. You don’t get it, and I am glad that you don’t and are happy you’ll admit to that. Those are the ones I want to hug the most. Those are the ones I pray most, will never feel the immense pain of ever losing their own child.
I will carry him through this life with me, for he can not walk this life himself.
My eyes never witnessed true beauty, before they saw him,
My life never held any purpose, until I bore him.
My soul had not begun living, til I first held him,
Unconditional love was a myth, until I loved him.
Copyright Shelly @ Twinpossible 2012
**Never speak to a mother who has lost a child unless there is kindness in your words, encouragement in your voice, and real empathy in your heart. We have suffered enough.**
