Back before this AtHomeDaddy gig, I worked as a supervisor at a public recreation center that served children, teens and adults who had physical and/or developmental disabilities. And I was pretty good at it. But after 10 years or so in that line of work, I was tired. Then The Talker came along and we started a new chapter in our book.
This past Friday and Saturday I was tied up with a visitation and funeral for a young woman who attended my programs back when I worked at the recreation center. I still keep in touch with a few of the people over there, and I get emails once in a while from my old boss. It seems that the last few times I have gotten an email from her, it was to notify me of bad things like this. Jokingly, I told her at the cemetery to lose my email address.
The Boss Lady and I chatted a little today about how tough it must be on parents, to have to bury a child. Ironically, we were discussing this on the way to witness my niece's baptism.
The young lady who would have turned 24 years old on the day she was buried. Her mom was handling things with a level of grace that I don't think I could ever achieve if I were in her situation.
Anyways, there is no real point to this entry. Just go hug 'em extra tight if you got 'em.
12 years ago
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Great point, M.
Merry Christmas to you and your family!
In a way, J & I did lose a child back in 1985. She was 2 months shy of 4 years old and had been ours since she was 2 weeks. In every way, our family grieved for this child. 20 years later, God brought her back into our lives. So it wasn't like a death in the way that, even though it seemed that way at the time, it wasn't final. I can still tell you, I wouldn't want to live through it again.
They grow up way too fast so love on them all you can while they're little.
Hope you had a merry Christmas!
Mama Bear
Sorry to hear about the loss of someone special...
Christmas is such a wonderful time to express our love for one another, and I got a bunch of extra hugs this year! :)
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