I realized the morning I received the news that an important part of my work as a grieving parent was going to be protecting and advocating for my living children.
It’s just so easy to fall into a habit of reciting only the good attributes of the child that has run ahead to heaven and to forget the ornery moments.
But sibling rivalry doesn’t die just because a sibling does.
It’s so, so important to remember that these living children need an engaged mama. They need to know that they are loved, cherished and treasured.
I am always afraid that Dominic will be forgotten.
I’m afraid that as time passes, things change and lives move forward, his place in hearts will be squeezed smaller and smaller until only a speck remains.
Not in my heart, of course.
Or in the hearts of those closest to him, but in general-he will become less relevant.
But he is not the only one who can be forgotten. I am just as fearful that my living children will be forgotten.
Read the rest here: The Forgotten Ones: Grieving Siblings