When a child dies you really learn
who your real friends are
I want to thank two wonderful
people who God put into our lives over 10 years ago
Who stayed with us after the other "good
"friends had long gone
And helped hold us up
through the sea of devestation
When we couldn't see past the grave
of our son
Too young to die,
but dead just the same.
Who kept phoning us when the
others had stopped .
ANd let us talk about our son without
changing the subject
And ignoring our words
or pretending to know what we were
You didn't tell us to get over it ,
or get on with our lives,
You were there,and you listened,
For this I will always be grateful.
You remember the anniversary of my
When it seems the rest of the world
has forgotton he ever existed
or wishes we would forget .
You have let me talk for hours of his
death, the accident ,his broken body,
Somehow knowing I needed to do this
to work through my grief
and try to start to learn to
live with the pain of his death.
You could have chosen to be anywhere
Having fun and relaxation on your
Without the physical reminder our
presence does bring
of the nightmare that can
happen and what every parent fears .
I thank God for giving us such good
In that way we are blessed.
I don't know what I would have done
if you had not been here .
We love and appreciate your
kindness, generousity,and compassion so much .
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