start living.

start living.

The words are similar.

The words are familiar.

Mothers who have lost a child, wondering at the silence from the people around them.

One time, a friend told me, “Well, people probably don’t know what to say.”

News flash: mothers (and fathers) who have lost a child are not waiting for attention. The reason I think people don’t know what to say is because we live in a time of positive thinking and never-give-up and they know it can’t possibly apply.

So, the silence.

Not just for you, but for them. It’s scary to be jarred into reality.

Our world, and in many Christian circles, people do not readily accept tragedies or suffering as a part of life. This sets people up for disillusionment. When I think of other times and places, and the loss, pain, and suffering people endured, it cautions me to not believe in something that is not true.

Bad things happen. It is a part of life.

The hope we have is one day, God will wipe away every tear and there will be no more sorrow or death. We can’t live our lives being against God because of our situations. You can’t change it. It is what it is.

Start living. Would your child want anything less?


2 thoughts on “start living.

  1. Every single day in the early years of my loss….all I wanted to do was die. There are still very rough days and I still don’t want to live… I look forward to being with my son in Heaven. It is an overwhelming desire still. But, I have a strong sense of peace that cancels out the worst of it. All because of God’s love for my son and me.

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