30 Days Of Truth
Day 06 → Something you hope you never have to do
Without hesitation the one thing that I hope I never have to do is bury one of my children. To me that by far would have to be the worst kind of pain any parent could endure.
Being pregnant was one of the most wonderful experiences I have ever known. Feeling them moving inside of me and knowing that I was carrying about within me a life, fully dependent on me for survival, was beyond words. I knew the personalities of each child before they were born. I knew Michael was laid back and easy going like me, almost boardering on sheer laziness. I knew Liesl was going to be like her daddy, unable to sit still and full of energy. I was very in tune to their movements and activities. Michael was a night owl in the womb, most active when I was sleeping…well trying too. Liesl was far more active when I was active, and seemed to be more restful when I was asleep. That is how they are even now, he is 3rd shift and prefers to be up at night, she is a sleeper at night and all energy all day like her father.
I knew them before anyone else, as they grew and developed before birth, and no one knows them like their parents do as kids grow up. They are our pride and joy, pain and heart ache, and nothing can ever replace them.
Kids are supposed to grow up, get married or not, have kids of their own or not, but they are supposed to live long and healthy lives and it is us that depart first, at least as it should be. I’ve seen friends bury their children and cannot begin to imagine their pain.
To me, losing a child at any age, would by far be the one thing I hope I never have to do.