Earlier today I read a thread
from one of our moderators, Hefficide, about how we
sometimes become too engrossed with the political portion of ATS news and forget about the human side of things. His thread really hit home and made
me feel remorse for my lack of sensitivity.
Since then, I have been sitting here contemplating the sheer pain and anguish these parents are feeling from losing their children, the most precious
gift anyone could receive, and how it will affect their holidays now and forever. I thought of my children, and how I would feel if it were me. I
openly admit that, my heart is heavy and my cheeks are wet from tears of empathy. I think all parents can empathize too with this, if they allowed
themselves to simply be, as they consider the tragedy.
Although none of the families are on ATS reading this ...
To all those families who lost their children last Friday in Connecticut, I apologize for not taking this moment when I should have. My thoughts and
prayers are with you.
A tree we set, by fireside
Trimmed joyfully, mid yuletide
Decorations hung, o’er here and there
Singing songs, we had no cares
Lights shine bright, past panes so clear
Expecting bliss, for Newer Years
An angel rests, atop that tree
She sheds tears, for you and me
Morrows come, but hold no joy
No gifts to wrap, no shiny toy
Fresh fallen snow, cold icy wind
Cold gray sky, stars shine dim
Cruelly persisting, beyond your breath
A parents torment, has nothing left
My babe so still, inside your grave
This life for yours, I would have gave
The poem itself isn’t very good as I haven’t written one since my mid-twenties and I was feeling too much emotion when writing it, but I posted it
out of honor and respect for the children, and for those parents who will never again feel the joy of Christmas Day. How these parents won't ever
again experience the pleasure of watching their children run to the tree in excitement and wonder to see what Santa brought them will make their
holidays something unimaginable every year.
Outliving your child must truly be the most horrific thing to happen in life, for nothing is more important, or cherished than being able to love my
children each and every day.