I am still trying to figure out if Tuesday July 10th or Friday 13th was the worst day of my life that I have I had in a long time. My dearest friend had to go through the ordeal of losing her babies and then had to labor and delivery them only to plan a funeral.
She is an AMAZING woman. As much as she was grieving she opened her heart and shared this very personl time with a select few. I can honestly say I don't think I would have handled it with as much grace and courage as she has shown this week. I spent Monday and Tuesday with her. Tuesday we were allowed in after the babies were born.
The hospital where they were born have an amazing staff of people to deal with the loss of a baby and in her case babies. We were allowed to hold the babies and share in her sorrow. A group of photographers called "Now I lay me down to sleep" volunteers their time and services to take pictures of the babies and the family with the babies so they have a cherished memory.
I was grateful to find out that the photographer was a friend. It made it all the more special. It is something to experience. She cradled the babies together. Ezekeil was laying in Malachy's arms and placed their hands together. It appeared as if they were sleeping in each others arms. This is how I will picture them in heaven.
The father of the babies is from Africa and he has several family members living here as well. They came to the hospital and brought rosaries and tiny prints of the Virgin Mary and the Saints. The rosaries were placed on the babies wrists and one of the female family memebers sang.
Another group of women take donated wedding dresses and make outfits for babies that are still born. I remember seeing a news report on this very act of kindess sometime ago. My friends picked out two little silk white suits for them to be buried in. After all this on Tuesday she was released from the hosptial. It had to be the hardest thing she has ever done. Leave the hospital empty handed and heart must of felt like a brick in her chest.
There was a memorial service on Thursday night and then a funeral mass on Friday. My own children join me in supporting our close family friend. All of us shed alot of tears this day. Heaven now has two more beautiful angels who will watch over their mommy till she meets them again one day.
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