I was really praying that 2010 would have less tears than 2009. So far we are not off to a good start.
On February 12, 2010 we lost our first grandchild. Little Airun Gem was born into my hands many months too early. Mason and Kathryn were just wrapping their minds around become parents and planning a spring wedding when the 17 week ultrasound showed that this little one would not be joining us after all. Two days later he made his arrival just past midnight.
Having miscarried three babies myself, I am no stranger to this heart pain, but I was totally unprepared for the complete love I felt for my grandchild as I gently washed off his little body and handed him to his parents.
There was something there in those heavy moments that were a gift. I wanted to be sure that they could honour his life, touch him, kiss him and call him their own. I wanted them to be able to attach a face to the emptiness and pain they felt. To be able to grieve, and to heal.
Most women who lose their babies this early never get this opportunity. Mason and Kathryn plan to bury Airun at Woodlawn Cemetary. There is a free plot there for pre-born babes. All of my children, Brad and I and even the great-grandparents are grieving this in their own way. As you think of them we thank you for your prayers.
Posts
