When I looks at this picture I see things the way they should be. This to me is how life should end. A person in their late 60's or 70's should be holding the hand of their parent on their deathbed. Reading blogs everyday, blogs written by baby lost mothers, we see a different picture. We see the tiny hand of a baby wrapped around the finger of their parent. A parent who had to say goodbye way to soon. It is so sad and it makes my heart so heavy with sorrow. To all of you I want to say "I am so sorry for your loss." Your lives have been forever changed and it just isn't fair.I may have mentioned this before but 10 years ago in February a dear friend of mine lost her son. He wasn't a baby, he was a teenager. I flew to Chicago to be with her and her family. This family was loved by so many. The night of the wake people were lined up from the viewing room all they way out the front doors and wrapped around the building. It was like this the entire night. The viewing room was lined with flowers and my heart was filled with sadness. The next day the church was filled beyond capacity. At the cemetery, watching them say goodbye to their son was heartbreaking for me. They picked the most beautiful spot to put him. They bought 3 and placed him in the middle where they would join him later on each side. In front of this spot were two trees leaning opposite each other looking like a goal post. Their son loved football and had just signed up for it at the H.S. which he would be attending the next year.
The parents had decided not to have a luncheon after the funeral. They did not want to go somewhere and celebrate. Well Eric's aunts and uncles thought that there should be a luncheon so they put one together which would follow the service. It was a beautiful luncheon and as it turned out, it was appreciated by his parents. Their is something that happened at this luncheon that has always stayed in my heart and it has always been my inspiration for hope after tragedy. Someone was talking to her about her son, sharing a funny story and she laughed. That laugh was the most beautiful music to my heart.
When I returned home I knew that I needed to do more. This family loved the outdoors so we bought trees in a forest at Mammoth Lakes, CA in his honor. We actually visited the sight last summer and the sign is still up with his name on it. I also mailed them some stamps to help them mail out all the thank you notes. Then I found a beautiful music box which played "The Wind Beneath My Wings" which was played at the service in church. He was the youngest son of 3. With the music box I sent a handkerchief with a note saying "This is for your tears." I recently sent her one of the handkerchiefs I now send out with a note telling her how this is where the inspiration came from for this blog.
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If you or someone you know is in need of a handkerchief to catch your tears please email me at dpucci9972@gmail.com . I would like to know the full name, address, if there is a blog I can visit and some details as to what happened. Take care and God Bless. Debby
20 comments:
How incredibly beautiful and inspiring Debby, you have a heart of gold. Tears, just tears and big bear hugs, Nan
That is definitely how it should be. What an inspiration.
Oh Debby,,,, how tragic of a story and how beautiful the gesture that stirred from this. You are a gift of gold,,,, thanks for sharing and as you know, I do support your efforts and have proudly displayed your button on my blog!
This is a wonderful story Debby and you are truly amazing for all you do. My husband's grandmother passed away this morning and this picture made me think of her husband of 65 years holding her end until the very end.
I think your gift to others is so amazing. Thank your for sharing your heart with others who are broken hearted. I wonder if I will ever stop crying. It helps to know people like you care.
Oh wow, I never even thought of how you came to do this, I just kept thinking how nice it is of you to do. And yes, a child grieving for the parent is how it should be. A parent should never bury thier child, its so un-natural and wrong.
Thank you for all you do to help others in their time of grief. *hugs*
I cried many many tears as I read your blog entry. Yes Akuls little hand is wrapped around Sunil's finger in one of the pictures and that really breaks my heart each time I see it. It is very very hard to lose a child and I know what your friends must have gone through. Thank you for being there for them and us.
Whenever I visit your blog Debby, I am reminded of the goodness in people. Bless you for all that you do to comfort others!
Hugs, Nancy
Oh what an amazing God is for leading me to this post tonight. Please visit, www.shopinyourpjsforlaylagrace.blogspot.com and please read about Layla's parent's journey. I will be emailing you.
Wow - you are inspirational! Such a great site - and to think, I just found you by checking in on one of my new followers.
I think your spirit is amazing!
Thank you for sharing this story. I missed it when you first posted it. Your handkerchiefs are beautiful.
This is such a beautiful story and It takes a special, beautiful person to do what you have done. Glad to have found you. What a wonderful, original idea.
Carol-the gardener
What an amazing ministry you have. Such a beautiful idea. God bless you!
So sad for that family.
What a sweet gift. My sister lost my niece 2 months ago and the loss is indescribable. It's so, so sweet to know that a stranger empathizes with the loss and wants to offer a tangible gift.
What a nice story and what a wonderuful thing you are doing to help others
I found your blog this evening while visiting some of my favorite blogs. Your kindness is beyond words...your post is a beautiful story. Thank you. Sharon
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