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If you are new to this club (that no one asked to join- the one where your child has died), it is best to start by going to the BOTTOM RIGHT and look at the "Pages" section. Under this section you will find resources for mothers who are grieving the loss of their child. Resources to help your children deal with grief are also grouped together.

Next, feel free to look at the "Blog Archives." There are many topics that you may have an interest in reading. As you girlies know, we now have Teflon brains and often cannot have the focus power that we have had in the past. Feel free to come here often and hopefully you will FEEL the loving support that me and other mamas are sending. Hopefully you will begin to see sparks of hope for your future...

Hugs... Pamela

Sunday, February 5, 2017

Meltdown

Thursday evening, I had a meltdown. After an overwhelming few minutes of life's challenges,  I sat on my bathroom floor and sobbed alone.... and had my private meltdown.   I sobbed for Logans siblings and the many losses that they have experienced. I sobbed for the lives that have been forever altered.  I sobbed for life's changes that I could not control.  I sobbed because I miss the child who is buried in Tennessee.

On that traumatic day when Logan was buried, I distinctly remember a plea from a close friend during a private moment-   "Promise me that you will not let this change you. Do not let this make you bitter".  Although I was emotionally and physically numb, I listened to the urgency in her voice.  My only response was -  "Ok." 

I have become acutely aware that horrible things eventually happen to everyone.  It has been 9 and a half years since my Logan died in front of me. My life has taken many tragic and unreversable turns since that day. I certainly have wept more than I could ever have imagined was possible. 

Anyone in the first stages of losing a child will often wonder how you can possibly live without constantly sitting on the floor and sobbing. Fortunately, this is now a rare occurrence for me. 

The day after my meltdown,  I had the honor of caring for a patient who is in the end stages of her metastatic cancer. She is my age. Her smile, words, and gratitude touched me. This patient unknowingly redirected me towards my usual perspective. 
Life on this earth is short. Celebrate. Celebrate every day.  Celebrate everything. 

My grief for him has slowly changed as I now strive to honor him with my actions and my attitude of gratitude. The loss of my child has finally allowed me to more fully recognize my blessings. 

So, my dear friend Mary, I must admit....  I have changed... and I think you would be proud 

1 comment:

  1. You are a wonderful person & a great nurse you are so loved ❤️God has gave you blessings through your grief Logan is your angel �� miss your sweet smile !

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