Rarely am I awake, dressed and ready to leave the comfort of my house by 9:30 a.m. on a Saturday. Yesterday, however, was unusual. It was the day of Children's Hospital's annual remembrance service, when staff joins family to offer support and to reflect on the children who died while in their care. Over the past five years, I've attended four times.
The first year, the event was held just a few short months after Kitty's death. 'Emotional' doesn't exactly describe how I felt during the service.
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There is nothing more important in my life than spending time with my grandchildren and thanking God for the time he gives me with them. It's the #1 realization I've had since Kitty died and the most true to my heart.
Over the past couple of weeks, however, had I been asked what was most important to me, that may not have been my answer. |
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