Not a day goes by when I don’t think about Amanda and all the other children who have been lost to the world of bullying/cyberbullying and/or depression. My heart goes out to the mom’s and dad’s who miss their children daily. Who would give anything to have another hug, smile and kiss. I have been blessed to be able to meet them virtually and in real life. To share thoughts. Wishes. Hopes. As well as tears. For some reason, it feels safe to be able to talk and cry and grumble and weep with parents who have gone through the same emotional pain and turmoil. We openly ask questions like ‘Will it ever feel better?’, ‘When will it feel better?’, ‘I wish that …’, ‘I cry whenever ….’, and the list of questions goes on.
We are a group of parents (like Glen Canning said in Winnipeg) — that don’t want our group to get bigger.
My special words to each of these parents is that as we continue our journey forward, we must always embrace the good times and the memories that we had with the love one(s) that we have lost. I have been told that the pain will eventually fade but will never go away. Do we as parents want it to fade? Will it make us feel like we are forgetting our children? I hope not.
There are books to read about grief. I would just as soon talk with those that are open to talking. I would list those that I have met but I don’t want to miss any. I do know they are from all over the world. I hope to meet Amanda Brownell’s mom next week in Vegas.
To my friends who have lost …. here’s to a GIANT GROUP HUG!!! (and some FORGET ME NOTS)
P.S. – I needed chocolate the other night. This was a gift from an elf from Whiterock last winter. Here is the best before date on the wrapper ….