H is for Heartbreak

By - April 9, 2013

Initially, I had a different blog planned for today. 

Then, yesterday, I heard that my cousins son, only a toddler, passed away on Sunday in an accident.  Half the day, I sat with my 6-month-old on my lap, the news floating around in my head as though it wasn’t real.  Surely it couldn’t be.  Later, I sat down to blog about my previously chosen topic, and nothing would come out.  I looked at the letter, and all I could think of when it came to H was heartbreak.  So, I decided to change my topic.

My blogs usually aren’t this serious; usually, I like to goof around, but today, instead, I’ll just share the thoughts going through my head:

Hug your loved ones.  Tell them you love them.

Take pictures of your friends and family, and treasure them.

Leave behind petty arguments with those you love, or even harbored hurt feelings.  There’s only time to laugh with them, smile at them, speak soft words to them.  You never know what might be the last Christmas card or phone call.

Tonight, my heart breaks for my cousin, because I can only imagine the tiniest sliver of grief he and his wife feel, yet that tiny sliver is enough to break me.  Theirs is infinitely worse, so much so that I’m sure there aren’t words to describe it.

So, instead of trying, I’m going to sit here and describe to my little baby how much I love her, and play and sing and giggle.  I’m going to rock her to sleep in my rocking chair, then tuck her into bed before I go to bed tonight, thankful for everyone I have and thinking about those we’ve lost.  I hope you will do the same.  After all, initially, I had a different blog planned for today.

In Loving Memory of Griffin.