Repost: “Why Am I Robbed, And Who Is Benefited?” Mark Twain on Child Loss

I only recently came across this quote by Mark Twain.   

It’s from a letter he wrote to a close friend after his favorite daughter, Susy, aged 24, died of meningitis while her parents were abroad. 

It is heartbreaking and utterly perfect. 

Read the rest here:  “Why Am I Robbed, And Who is Benefited?” Mark Twain on Child Loss

Author: Melanie

I am a shepherd, wife and mother of four amazing children, three that walk the earth with me and one who lives with Jesus. This is a record of my grief journey and a look into the life I didn't choose. If you are interested in joining a community of bereaved parents leaning on the promises of God in Christ, please like the public Facebook page, "Heartache and Hope: Life After Losing a Child" and join the conversation.

2 thoughts on “Repost: “Why Am I Robbed, And Who Is Benefited?” Mark Twain on Child Loss”

  1. As always, your articles provoke me to respond, and I realize that when we’ve lost our most spectacular children we’ve become more similar than different – all of us like Icarus had soarer close to the sun without having to articulate it- taking the our joy of ordinary mornings with our three children around the table for granted. Shortly before my Danny was killed st 27, all my sons ( three in 5 years) had just completed their college degrees, and I so proud of each of them and I so sure that the life I knew would continue with the joy I felt entitled to celebrate after a life time of hard work, determination and resilience. And then the phone call from ICU at Athens Regional Hospital, near UGA in Athens Ga, where Danny worked at the University after graduation: “ there’s been an accident….”

    Like Twain and all other parents who’ve had the trajectory turn in their lives, I too never felt that there was no home to go to again, no unmitigated pure joy I’d felt since 1980 when I first became a mom. Nine years this month, and still the loss is every where, in a way that no one else but a parent without his child to hug or hold can recognize. I visited Twain’s house shortly after my Danny was killed while visiting family in New England, the House incredibly beautiful and Twain’s losses unimaginable, his life forever torn about by fate, as I feel mine has.

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