This next email I received isn't actually an email. I stole it...from a friend's blog. As you may have noticed, if you look to your right, you will see a link to a blog called "Angels Among Us". It is a private blog for men and women who have lost young children. I'm sorry for you that it is private. It is phenomenal and heart-wrenching and heart warming all at the same time. I have a feeling you would learn loads about love and loss, a mother's heart, and friendship if you could take a peek inside. It is a safe place for us(mostly the mommys) to share the full spectrum of our feelings. This roller coaster ride of grief is an enormous machine. There is no judging or comparing...it is simply about sharing. And ALL THE WOMEN ARE AMAZING. Their stories would break your hearts over and over and over--hopefully emblazoning upon your whole souls the truthfulness that everyday is a gift.
Through this blog, as well as through mutual friends, the very first person I "met" and "heard of" who had also lost a child was Michelle Krainich. Her son fell out of their condo window while she was breastfeeding her newborn baby. It absolutely rips you to shreds inside if you let yourself think about it much. But like all the incredible women I have met from this blog, Michelle is a fighter and she doesn't give up. It's been over two years for her and I am amazed at her strength. I look up to her as a "veteran" and call her just to hear that "things will get better."
So this is one of her recent blog posts she wrote about a mutual friend of ours. Some of you may know him too.
"I would like you to meet my best friend. His name is Grief. We met each other unexpectedly and became friends instantly. He follows me wherever I go. When I go to sleep at night he tucks me in and whispers in my ear, "I'll see you in the morning." When I awake surely he has held true to his promise and greets me with a frown. He frowns because he is sad he had to meet me. He is the most loyal friend in the world. You can forget him for a while and not even think about him and he is willing to return at the drop of a dime. Grief is unselfish though. When other friends are around, he takes a back seat. He is quieted by the chattering of my other friends. It's nice to have a break from Him. Sometimes he's unrelenting and can be a drag. Other times I am grateful he's my friend because when he's around I know I haven't Forgotten.
A while back he was my very best friend. Slowly other friends are taking his place and he doesn't visit as often. I have even made friends with Joy again. I thought I had lost her friendship forever. Joy is a good friend too. Hopefully one day I will be able to be as good friends with Joy as I was with Grief. Maybe one day we can all be friends and share the same heart. To live in the Joy of today, to remember the grief of yesterday and to love all of my tomorrows. When all three of us can attain the same heart, I know our new best friend will be peace."
P.S. (This is a big P.S.!) Michelle is a photographer in the Salt Lake Valley. She is currently doing a FREE photo shoot giveaway. Simply go to this link and leave a comment with your email address. Why not? I'm hoping I win so I can get photos of my pregnant belly for my birthday next month. (Which means I am very close to being one year older. Which makes me happy. One gift that has come out of this is I can't wait to grow old).
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