Monday, March 31, 2008

• Home from the funeral....

  "It's like Brandon doesn't even have a mom."  Stephen told me today these were the first words Brandon's mom ever said to him.  I can't imagine the guilt and anguish that went into those words.  At that point she had been in the hospital so many times that we'd never actually had an opportunity to meet her.  Even though Stephen and Brandon had been best friends for 6 months he'd never actually seen Brandon's mom, not at his birthday party, not at school, not at any of the normal places you'd expect to see an 8 year old child's mom.  She was an intellectual concept to us.  But for her, oh for her, she must have felt so frustrated, so ineffectual, so increasingly tangential to her son's life.  The inability to be there, physically, when so desperately wanting to be.....I can't imagine it.  And on top of that to know that you won't see your child grow up, graduate, get married.....it would be hard to find the joy of Heaven in all that grief and loss.  I think in the end her grief must have been greater than anyone else's except perhaps Brandon's because he's too young to really understand Heaven and what awaits his mother and take comfort in that.    So hug your babies today and let the laundry go for awhile so you can remember what's really important.

  God bless.

  • 2:20 PM
  • 8 eprops
  • 4 comments