Today is Dominic’s Birthday

Today is Dominic’s birthday. He would have been thirty-two if he lived.

I find as the years roll by it becomes increasingly difficult to “age” the person I last saw into the person he might have become. Oh, I can guess-but that’s hardly worth doing since we all know life rarely follows a straight path.

And that’s what defies language and steals my breath. On milestone days especially, I’m not only mourning what I have lost but also what I will never know.

It would surprise my mama most of all that on this day I’m at a loss for words.

I regularly embarrassed her with my non-stop commentary as a child. I told stories about what I heard and saw (and what my young mind THOUGHT it heard or saw) to anyone who would listen.

But I realize now there are moments too sacred, wounds too deep, experiences too precious for words.

Either you are there and share it-or you’re not-and can’t imagine.

This is one of those times.

Dominic would be thirty-two years old today if he had lived.

Read the rest here: At A Loss For Words: Another Birthday Without You

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.

5 thoughts on “Today is Dominic’s Birthday”

  1. Birthdays and death anniversaries are so hard for me too. I enjoy reading your wonderful posts though I’ve never replied or commented. They do help me so much. I will pray for you today as you experience Dominic’s birthday. One day I’ll tell you my whole story but for now I’ll just say my 41-year-old only daughter (a medical doctor) was killed a little over 6 years ago (she left two young kids), and my only son died almost 16 years ago from heart arrhythmia at age 33. We had no idea was wrong with his heart. He was alone in his apartment. My husband died of dementia (Lewy Body) 10.5 months before my daughter was killed. I definitely know pain, but God’s grace and mercy has gotten me through. I stay strong for my grandkids who my daughter left. They are 13 and almost 16 now. Keep on writing. Thank you for what you do. Love & hugs.

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  2. Joining my heart to yours…Will we ever know exactly how to feel on special days we once celebrated? I still do not know ‘how to act’ on ‘those days…the loneliness creeps in and tangles my insides into knots…but a special prayer, my friend, for you & yours…

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  3. Those “birth” days are the undoing of us Melanie. So precious were the days they arrived, such beautiful memories, sometimes mixed with sadness as was yours that day.
    How could we have ever envisaged a day they would not be here. It still baffles me, how did thus happen?

    God bless you and keep you in His care Melanie 💔

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