EASTER April 4, 2010Posted by johnbohlinger in Dealing with Grief after Losing your child., Death of your child, Grieving Parents, Guilt and Grief.
I quit writing about my son. Felt like I should leave the wound alone and let it heal, quit picking at scabs. But today is Easter, the dead rise; leaves me with mixed feelings that I can’t articulate.
It’s been three years ago today that I last saw my son. When he was little, I couldn’t go three hours with out seeing him, I’d check his crib in the middle of the night, follow him around the house. When he was a teenager I would annoy him with calls waaaaay too often for his liking. Now it’s three years of not seeing him. I talk to him daily, which sounds a bit crazy but feels completely rational.
I’ve learned a lot living without August:
1). Make the most of life.
2).Don’t embrace all those petty worries that seem so important but rarely ever come to pass.
3). See the beauty in life.
4). Have a little compassion for people. They may not be at their best because they have had something terrible happen to them.
These are all great lessons but I wish I never had to learn them because they came at such a horrific price; in short, it’s not worth it.