Eighteen on the Eighteenth…

Eighteen months on the eighteenth this month.  It’s hard to believe I haven’t seen or spoken to you this long.  I feel your presence most days in things I didn’t before.  When you first left this earth, I remember thinking…time heals all things.  I was quite optimistic with loss, as most things in life.  Reality has set in.  Learning to live without your presence is something I would have never wished for, ever.  Life on earth is fleeting, here one day and gone the next.  I pray others live each day like it was their last.  Tomorrow is never promised.

I now notice how many children leave this earth.  I must have been in a bubble before you left.  Each time I read of another parents worse nightmare, I pray.  I pray this club of grieving parents stops adding members.  My heart breaks each time I see another tragic accident or illness that has taken a child, young adult and loved ones.  Grief takes new forms as time passes.  I can truly say now that I will NEVER be over the loss of you.  I continue to plunge through but will never be OVER you.  Grateful, is the best word to describe the opportunity to be your mom.  I pray that other parents realize what a gift their children are!  I hear complaining from parents or children about each other and cringe.  What I wouldn’t give to have another day with you.  I miss and appreciate the respect you gave me.  It was mutual and rare from what I see today.

My prayers on month 18 is that parents, children and young adults appreciate each other, be grateful for love, take time for who is important to you, enjoy today, and remember to look up and be happy no matter your circumstances!  HE will bring you through!

Peace,

MamaC

For with much wisdom comes much sorrow; the more knowledge, the more grief.  Ecclesiastes 1:18