A few weeks back, my friends and I were dining and were talking about movies. They were saying movie lines that struck my heart.
A spouse who loses his/her partner is called a widow/widower.
A child who loses his/her parents is called an orphan.
What do you call a parent who loses a child?
None, because it is just indescribable.
I am a mom who lost a child 12 years ago. Today is my son’s birthday, he would have been 12. The feeling of loss cannot be described in words alone. It is too painful for any one to articulate it.
How could a child go before his mom? This is a question I so like to raise every so often, but always end up with no explanation. It is through faith alone that I accept the situation.
12 years had passed and I still cannot move on. I have been in and out of several relationships after that, but something pulls me back. I have dreamt of having another child, but the dream fizzles out even if I am in a relationship. It makes me think, is it because I cannot find a fine man to have a relationship and a child with? Or is it because I cannot move on from the loss of my child?
I think I will live with no man beside me, but my child who did not live long enough shall keep me.