As you have probably noticed, I haven't blogged in awhile. My life has taken turns I never thought it would, and while I have wanted so much to blog about my feelings, I have felt it inappropriate to do so. Soon I will update. But because today is August 19th, the Day of Hope, I felt the need to publicly remember Jon Gabriel today. Not a day goes by where I don't think of him, but August 19th has been dedicated to breaking the silence behind the death of babies and children. I think the whole movement is beautiful and inspiring. One I never thought I'd be apart of, but because of my circumstance and the many mothers I've met who have their own angel babies, I can't help but feel the need to honor this day.
I believe it's natural for people to shy away from talking about grief. Grief is scary and awkward. It can't be taken away with words, and people assume its best to avoid the subject all together. Especially when it pertains to a loss as great as the loss of a child. I don't blame them for their assumptions, all I can do is assure you, acknowledging a baby who has passed is the greatest gift you can give a mother. I striggle every day to acknowledge my son existed and that he still holds a tremendous part of my heart. And as long as I live, I will make sure he will always be remembered. As long as I live, he will always be loved.
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