The closest thing I have to understanding

I am by no means an expert on loss. Memories of my grandfather who passed 10 years ago, still bring tears and the inability to express myself at times. Beyond that, there are funerals, memorials and other losses that string together in a web of sadness, but overall I am not well versed in mourning.
My greatest pains came shortly after the birth of our angel. So perfect, so beautiful, and within days receiving more medical treatment then her father and I combined. Those days, weeks and few years leading up to her ablation, taught me more about myself, my strength and my support system than the previous 27 years. I learned during that time, how broken I could feel and how much anger I could posses (this anger will be discussed later).
And then, in just a few (which at the time seemed like an eternity) hours, it was all over. Normal child, go on with life.
So, that is as far as my pain goes. For that, I am extremely thankful and yet frightened at my own naivety.


Calendar thought of the day: I was reminded today of the strength of service. All that we have to offer is our time and our prayers. If you choose to spread words of inspiration and love, compassion and concern, people will listen. People will rise to the occasion. There is good in each of us. We can be the strength when others are weak. We can make it a better day tomorrow then it was today, but it will never be the same.