My name is Lindsay, I am 28 and a month ago at the age of 4 months my beautiful son Jackson died. I felt that my life was over and that I was standing in a dark hole not sure how I was going to get out. This blog will be my way of dealing with my loss and hopefully help someone else who has lost their child. Maybe together we can help eachother heal and learn to live again. I will never be 100% but hopefully everyday will be a little bit better then the day before.
Jackson
“No day will ever erase you from the memory of time”
Thursday, October 4, 2012
Day 4 - Treasured Item
I have box that I keep in his room. In it contains little pieces of him, things he touched, wore, handprints/footprints and a clipping of his hair. Things that remind me of him. I also have stuff in ziploc bags so that when I open them they still smell like him. The blanket was something my family gave me after he died. Sometimes when I am laying on the couch cuddling with my daughter I pull it over us to make me feel like I have all my babies together.
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