Over the last year I have learned that grief is a journey. We end up traveling down this path we never thought we would. Sometimes we wonder down the path with heavy hearts and alone with our deep thoughts. We look up knowing that we have a long road ahead of us. A lifetime of missing our sweet baby while carrying a heavy load of grief within our hearts.
We meet friends along our journey that provide comfort and understanding that only babylost parents can. We walk together offering support and love until we find a fork in the road that may lead us down other trails but always knowing we have the path in common. The path of grief.
There are times on our journey that we will need to stop and let our grief grab us. It is times like this that we can truly see the beauty of grief by feeling the depths of our love. We can look back and see how far we have come and how much we have grown.
During this journey we will hit rough patches. Sometimes grief will take us to valleys, mountains, curves, bends and bridges. We must still keep going and continuing down the path. Knowing that these are all part of the journey and helping us grow.
The journey will keep going whether there is blue skies, a snow storm, a down pour or a beautiful sunset. The good times and bad times will continue as we walk on our trail but know that it is all part of the story. All part of the reason why this path was chosen for us.
The journey will never end and the scenery will constantly change. It will constantly make us stronger so that we can enjoy those times when we come to a clearing and enjoy the view. Enjoy the memories of our babies.
All photos were taken at Faith's Lodge www.faithslodge.org
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Beautifully written...
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