"And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years."
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Consideration, please
We visited the cemetery today and - like always - carefully tended to our son's grave. We go to see Sawyer often. Probably more than most people think. The shock of his death has only very recently worn off, and there are still days where we feel completely numb all over again.
I wish that people would be more considerate of our healing. That people would take a few seconds to think before they say so many things that can be so incredibly hurtful - not just to me and Erik, but to my children too.
I had to hold my son and watch him die. Imagine that. Just try to imagine watching your child slowly die in your arms. So forgive me if I'm taking too long in grieving his life. Because even if I lived on this planet for all of eternity, I'd never get over it.
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Hi, I was randomly looking at blogs and found yours. I am so sorry for your loss and know those words are still hollow and empty at times. I lost my 17 year old son in an accident in 08 and sometimes it still feels like yesterday. While some people will never understand where you've been, pay no mind to them and take as long as you need. I too still go to the grave and just sit with him... but not as often after it first happened. Sometimes I take my 2 dogs and we walk the grounds and lots of folks think that is strange but they haven't walked a mile in our shoes... so I don't worry to much about what they think. Writing about my son has helped so much and I think you're off to a wonderful start with that. It does get easier but it never goes away completely... They may be gone but never forgotten...
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