Today I spoke to a Mum who has lost her child. Another grieving Mum in our world, another of Elin’s friends at school has devastatingly grown her angel wings. She will be buried three days before Christmas Day and I don’t understand this world anymore.
This Mum took
me today and showed me a photograph of our daughters playing together in her
beautiful school tribute display. No bitterness, only bravery. Strength beyond
explanation, determined to do her girl proud and encouraging others to think of
the good things. I cannot stop thinking of her grit and her mettle, a soldier
of emotion and a solid pillar in a crumbling temple of life as she knows it. Once
again I am left reeling by a courage and dignity I can’t comprehend, I hear
myself uttering the cliche yet again ‘I couldn’t do it, I couldn’t be that
strong’ but I know I could. Because these Mums have not only had to be strong
from often the moment they gave birth, but they have watched their babies be
stronger every day of their lives than any one person has to be in a lifetime.
Watched them fight and watched them win, watched them rally and seen them
beaten. So I finally understand after all this time, as I look at the pictures
of this twinkling girl always shining in life and now forever a Christmas
Angel, that the strength of these incredible Mums doesn’t come from them- it
comes from their children.
Sharon
Claire
Anna
Diane
Helen
Annie
and
Amy.
You are
heroes.
You are doing
your amazing children so proud each and every day, this is your gift to their
memories. You are my daily inspiration.
Ruth
Ruth
xxxx
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