Sunday, June 20, 2010

...plus two

I am re-posting this from last year because this piece means even more to me now than it did last year, being only a couple of months removed from our recent loss and still without anything meaningful to say. The world has moved on, I have tried to focus my attentions elsewhere, but my heart is still sore.

Four times over... plus two.


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The sun was shining brightly this morning as we cruised down the highway, everyone happily bobbing along. Dressed in our best, we were headed out to go offer our best to the Perfect Father and thank him for the gift of the father with us. I whispered, “Happy Father’s Day” to the strong, handsome man beside me. He responded in hushed tones so as not to disturb the merry chattering behind us, “Four times over… plus one.”

Plus one.

Blissful basking is quickly clouded by the bitter sting of shared pain. I am suddenly grateful for the bright rays of the early morning sun that necessitated the dark shades now hiding the tiny pools collecting behind them. Concentrating on the road and not letting those pools become rivers, I hear a sniff and see his hand raise to his eyes. I don’t want to spoil the mood with the heavy feelings in my heart of the blessing we have yet to meet but his words, his hands and his eyes have released the dam and let the tears flow.

Five years later, how can the wound be so fresh that the smallest little pick peels back the scab? Do wounds of the heart ever heal? Perhaps. Maybe some. Not this one, I suspect. A precious soul, one whose absence we feel so keenly, can't be reduced to a thin red line that slowly fades to white. The space that missing someone leaves behind aches like a phantom limb.

He looks at the 5 year-old version of himself sitting behind us singing a favorite song. We are both thankful for that gift which would not be here without the loss of the other according to the cycles of biology set in motion many moons ago. I am thankful for the gift of him who isn't afraid to say "plus one" and who isn't too busy being a big man to mourn for that tiny one.

Only You can answer our why’s. Only You can answer our prayers. Only You can soothe our souls. Thank you, dear Father!

Happy Father’s Day, my dear.

 

9 comments:

  1. This makes me cry, Charlotte. Beautiful, tender, heart-rending, real.

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  2. You all have a wonderful gift in him. Hope you had a beautiful weekend!
    Continued prayers...

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  3. May your pain grow lighter and your prayers grow stronger. Thank you for sharing that story. Charlotte.

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  4. Dear Charlotte,
    So sorry...you wrote a beautiful tribute to your husband, and also to your faith.
    A priest said to me, "You haven't lost the baby. God has the baby."
    Thanks be to Him that we know this!
    God bless you and your lovely family.

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  5. Dear Charlotte,

    This is even more poignant this year than last. You know you are in my thoughts and prayers. I hope you and your husband and children celebrated a blessed Father's Day.

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  6. Thank you so much for this beautiful post. My heart breaks for you and with you. I know your pain, we are 6 times over plus one. This Father's Day is the 3rd since our son Mitchell Stephen was born still at 37 weeks. The pain never goes away, it may dull but it is always right there at the surface ready to break through again at any moment. My prayers are with you for continued healing. Much love to you and God's Blessings.

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  7. Dear sweet friend. I am with you.. So painful. It does get better.

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  8. Plus One meant sooo much to my daughter after she lost her 1st baby to a miscarriage, last June 18th. They have since given birth to a beautiful daughter, whom they adore with everything in them. But the pain of losing their 1st baby will be in their hearts forever.

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  9. Thank you for reposting this. It was beautiful last year and even more so this year. I am praying for you. I know your pain.

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