2 years ago yesterday we buried my little boy. I had not even realized what day it was until we were at the mall turning in our Salvation Army Angel Tree gifts. A tradition that was born when I was at the mall looking for a dress to wear to my son's funeral.
We walked out of Penny's & there was the Angel Tree. The fist tag I saw was for a little boy Robert's age. I immediately took it off the tree. I had bought a ton of new clothes & lots of toys for Robert. We returned a few days later with a Huge contractors bag filled with gifts for this little boy. At least I knew someone was going to have a Merry Christmas that year.
We had been "adopting" an Angel from the Salvation Army Tree for about 3 years before that day. My step-son's school had a tree in their lobby & we always picked a little boy that was the same age he was at the time. I would take my step-son & the Princess with me when we went shopping for the angel. I always wanted them to know that Christmas was not just about getting, but giving as well.
This tradition was different. I always pick a little boy who is the same age Robert would be on that Christmas. We give the gifts in memory of Robert & that is always how I fill out the donation card.
My heart beamed when this year the Princess said to me "Mommy I wanna give the bag to the lady at the table." She lifted the bag that was pretty much as big as she is onto the table & smiled a huge smile. "Here are Jason's Christmas presents!"
I started to cry. I cried for Jason's family; knowing how hard it is to give your children a Merry Christmas & still be able to pay the bills. I cried because yet again my daughter showed me that I am doing a good job as a parent. She has an even bigger heart than her Momma & that is just amazing for a 6 year old.
Most of all I cried for my Bubby. I should be buying him Christmas presents, picking out a Christmas outfit to match the Princess. Not picking out flowers for his grave or figuring out what to do for his grave blanket this year. I pray Jason & his family have a very Merry Christmas this year.
In Dec, 2008 we lost our perfectly healthy son Robert to SUDC (Sudden Unknown Death of a Child.) This is not only his story,but mine too. A mother who is without her youngest child & struggles everyday to put on a smile for her daughter, step-son & husband even though my heart is broken.Sometimes things will be funny, sometimes they will break your heart,but I hope that by keeping Robert in not only our hearts,but also yours, his death will not be in vain.
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Monday, December 20, 2010
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