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If not you, who? If not now, when?
Healing together
Sacred Moments
My life has been interrupted by God.
I was not ready. I had plans, things I still wanted to do. Although sometimes very challenging, our life was predictable. Medicine, seizures, breathing treatment, percussion, diaper change, oxygen, tube feed, repeat.
Then the pattern stops. It could be surgery, or an accident. For us, it was the death of our angelic special needs daughter Ashley. Everything is changed.
For those of us who have lost loved ones, we have learned that the simple gifts of life are sacred moments. Each day is a gift. Saying I love you in the morning, in the evening, often throughout the day. Appreciating every act of kindness, every kind word.
These sacred moments are the miracles of life.
You are always with us
Nothing could stop you dying, even though you had stopped the process so many times before. Even now, months later, I still have moments when I think you will return.
In your final moments here on earth, you knew we were with you. Through the painful changes your body was going through, your spirit still shined brightly. I looked deeply into your brown eyes and knew you were in another world.
I feel your love surround me. Yesterday we were in one of your favorite parks. The one with the two and half mile boardwalk where I used to push your wheelchair.
This time I had nothing to push. I was a bit lost, not being able to hold onto you. I had to find another way of walking, a new way of making my way through the world.
As I find a new way to walk without you, Mom and I see it. Pink flowers, throughout every curve and bend in the boardwalk we saw pink flowers, and we knew you were with us.
You are always with us.
She speaks to me
Our daughter's unconditional love is everywhere. It speaks to me with every heartbeat.
I see her love in the memorial tree we planted in the front yard.
I smell her love in the blooming lilac on the back deck.
I hear her love in the children's laughter from our next-door neighbors.
I feel a strange gratitude, not happiness, but a warmth that Ashley is not with me physically, she is in me spiritually.