Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Muddeling Through...

Last night was the viewing and today the memorial service. I don't even know what to say, this gal is speechless.
I've been to funerals, I've even been to a child's funeral (2 in fact), but I never knew the child, or the parents like I know this family.
Andrew was very hesitant to join me last night and I had to remind him, no one likes this. No one ever wants to attend a funeral. But it is for those left behind that we need to be of support to.
We went. It was extremely hard to see that gorgeous precious girl there, lying there. A little girl that was just a couple weeks ago on vacation with her family.
Today at the memorial the parents stood up and spoke and I have no idea how, but it was the most beautiful thing I had ever witnessed and they shared tender moments they had and just what loving that special girl was like and I was sobbing. Almost to the ugly cry which no one wants to see. And I think about how much I hurt for them and it is nothing, NOTHING compared to the hurt, the loss, they are feeling.
I don't know what to say. I don't feel at liberty to go on about something that is not mine to share.
I am just heartbroke for this loss and want to do whatever I can to be of a comfort and it is those moments that you don't know what to do that leaves you standing there spinning in the wind.
What I do know is that Emmie was a precious girl that lived here on earth for such a short time, but the lessons she taught will stay with us for a lifetime.
Emmie Rae Check, your spirit will live on. Enjoy running, playing, singing and dancing now the way you always should have, we selfishly would have rather you stayed, but now you are free.
We love you and will always miss you.

I am praying for comfort every night for them and it feels like that is all I can do.

1 comment:

Reagan Leigh said...

So sad. I have an even harder time now hearing of children passing, knowing that Reagan has mitochondrial disorder and at some point we will find ourselves in that same position. I try not to think about it. It's heartbreaking.

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