Gap’s Still Growing: Trying to Remember in a World That Forgets

I’ve written before about how I choose to leave some things just as Dominic left them-even over eight years later.

It’s my way of maintaining physical space in our home that represents the space in my heart where only he can fit.

It’s also more than that.

As time progresses, nearly every other tangible evidence that Dominic existed is being worn away.

Read the rest here: And The Gap Grows: Trying To Remember In a World That Forgets

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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.

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  1. I am the same. It will be 8 years in 4 months my child went home to Glory.

    This year, she would have turned 50. This was such a hard day along with the few before and the ones that followed.

    I notice that on her birth day, my breathing is shallow. It is as if breathing deeply will break me in a million pieces. If I started to weep, I would not be able to stop.

    Her room in my house was rearranged to trick my mind.

    Her essence is there, she touched many of the things that remain there and I gently trace them with my finger.

    Her physical vessel is not here, but her essence is present in these four walls.

    Gentle hugs my friend.

    Isabel, Christina’s mom.

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