In 1 month, Joshua should be celebrating his 2nd birthday.
These past 2 years have brought healing, but they have also brought distance. Distance between myself and my child.
The memories are fading, and what is left is deep grief, spiritual upheaval, and anxiety from the traumatic experiences that his life brought.
His name is being spoken less and less. Not so much by myself, Shane, Caleb or Hannah, but by others. He isn't in the forefront of other people's minds. Yes, people remember him, but his memory isn't as fresh and as painful as it once was.
As Joshua's 2nd birthday comes closer, please remember my baby. If you think of him, please don't hesitate to send me an email, a message, or leave a comment about it.
As I've traveled this road of grief, I have discovered that nothing grieves a mother more, than when her child's name isn't spoken- when her child isn't remembered. I promise you, the mention of his name is not painful. Yes, there may be tears, but they are not tears of sadness or pain, they are tears of love, blessing, and honor.
|1 month before he died.|
|Snuggle time with daddy! <3|