The Hard Part Is What’s Next.
No mother should ever have to bury her child. But it happens all the time. And recently it was a family we know, making my heart heavier and taking me back just a bit to the familiar feelings of four years ago.
I’ve been there. We lost my three-year-old son in 2016.
Keep Present the Reason for the Season.
Each year, I think “We’re not going to go overboard.” “I don’t want the kids to begin to expect a ton of toys.” “How do I get them to appreciate what we/they have?” And .. the big one – “How do I get them to remember what Christmas is all about anyway?”
We Are Blessed.
I’m not a wallower.
Never have been. And we’ve had a pretty difficult last few years – from managing a premature birth and a five-month NICU stay to a child with significant needs, caring for triplets, dealing with child loss, trying to figure out this new life. I probably have plenty to be angry about, as many others do in this world. And I am angry. And some days I do wonder ‘why me?’ But …we are also Blessed.
