Mother’s Day

On a day like today, when Motherhood is widely known and celebrated, many Mother’s ache in silence for their arms to be filled with the sweet heaviness of their child. May we remember today, and every day the mothers in this world who do not get to watch their children learn & grow beside them. Who walk this Earth with a piece of their soul missing. Who have the strength to get up day after day after day and survive this life without their child.

In honor of all the mother’s out there, whether your child is in your arms, playing by their sides, grown, or awaiting you in Heaven may you be celebrated today and everyday for the beautiful woman you are!

Everett’s Mommy

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I’ll have a blue Christmas without you

I’ll have a blue Christmas without you

I’ll be so blue just thinking about you

Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree

Won’t be the same dear, if you’re not here with me

And when those blue snowflakes start falling

That’s when those blue memories start calling

You’ll be doin’ all right, with your Christmas of white

But I’ll have a blue, blue blue blue Christmas

You’ll be doin’ all right, with your Christmas of white

But I’ll have a blue, blue Christmas

   

Never will I ever. 

Never will I ever have your art hanging on my wall. 

Never will I ever get the chance to hold your hand, growing, but still so very small. 

Never will I ever hear your laugh in tune with mine. 

Never will I ever comb your baby hair, just like your brothers, so soft and so fine. 

Never will ever get to see you laugh and play. 

Never will I ever until I get to see you again someday.

Everett’s Mommy

Some things can not be fixed.

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In my experience this is the hardest thing for my loved ones to grasp because their love for my family and I makes it hard for them to see us in so much pain. Please know that losing a child is a pain that can not be fixed. It is a pain we must carry for the rest of our lives. Grieving is normal and will not go away with time. Our grief and sorrow will ebb and flow as a part of us for the rest of our lives. Don’t try to “fix it” or “make it better”; unless you have the power to bring back my child, you can not take our pain away.
You can be there for us in our time of need; push past your discomfort, your lack of words, and ask us about him. Say his name. Share his story. Acknowledge his life, and his death.
Everett is just as much a part of our family as Jack and Lucas are. He is our 3rd son; another ornery addition to the King crew that anxiously awaits us in Heaven.
Please know that although we may heal and eventually add more children to our crazy King crew, our angel will never be forgotten. His memory will never fade. He will always be counted in our numbers.
Everett’s Mommy