I am sitting here surrounded by my children (all but one) and trying to think how to mark this day — what would have been Emma’s 4th birthday. I’ve realized lately that a lot of the anxiety I was dealing with (and that thankfully is leaving now) might have to do with a new stage of grief that is different than where I’ve been before. I don’t know if I can explain it or not. It is very different and full of complicated emotions.
To try to put it simply, I am having to accept that I lost a child, while still trying not to worry about losing any of my other children. It seems that the more children you have, the more you worry. I am so thankful for my children’s health and really hope that God does not ask us to walk a path of hardship anything like that we did with Emma. But that also makes it harder to remember Emma and what we went through without pain.
I ran out of time to finish this post, so it is now July 15th (John and my 9th wedding anniversary by the way!) and I can share how I did remember Emma yesterday. I went to the Farmer’s Market, where a beautiful bouquet of sunflowers and gladiolas caught my eye. I purchased the bouquet and set it up on the desk at the store along with a small sign saying “in memory of Emma Anne.” Now, not many people came by to see it, but I still enjoyed having it there. I wanted to take it to the cemetery later that day, but it was too late to do that by the time we had supper. Perhaps we can make time today.
Anyway, give your kids that are within reach an extra big hug today.