06/02/2021
WHAT IS NORMAL AFTER YOUR CHILD DIES?
Normal is having tears waiting behind every smile when you realize someone important is missing from all the important events in your family's life.
Normal is feeling like you can't sit another minute without getting up and screaming, because you just don't like to sit through anything anymore.
Normal is not sleeping very well because a thousand what ifs and why didn't I's go through your head constantly.
Normal is continuously reliving that horrible day of learning of your child's death through your eyes and mind, holding your head to make it go away.
Normal is every happy event in your life always being backed up with sadness lurking close behind, because of the hole in your heart.
Normal is telling the story of your child's death .
Normal is my heart warming, and yet sinking at the sight of something special my child loved. Thinking how she would love it, but how she is not here to enjoy it.
Normal is having some people afraid to mention my child.
Normal is making sure that others do remember her.
Normal is after the funeral is over everyone else goes on with their lives, but we continue to grieve our loss forever.
Normal is seeing other families who are "whole" and thinking of how lucky they are. And thinking back on memories of when we were a whole family and knowing that it will never be that way again because our family chain was broken.
Normal is weeks, months, and years after the initial shock, the grieving gets worse, not better because with every passing day, you miss them more.
Normal is not listening to people compare anything in their life to this loss, unless they too have lost a child. Nothing compares. Nothing.
Losing a parent is horrible, but having to bury your own child is unnatural... a complete nightmare that you never wake up from.
Normal is realizing that you do cry every day.
Normal is sitting at the computer crying, sharing how you feel with chat buddies who have also lost a child.
Normal is not wanting to hear that my child is in a better place because although I know she is in heaven, I will never understand why my beautiful child was taken from this earth. It makes absolutely no sense to this grieving mother.
Normal is being too tired to care if you paid the bills, cleaned the house, did the laundry or if there is any food... too tired to even get ready to go to the doctor to find out why youβre so tired.
Normal is asking God why he took your child's life instead of yours.
Normal is knowing you will never get over this loss, not in a day nor a million years.
Normal is learning to lie to everyone you meet and telling them you are fine. You lie because it makes others uncomfortable if you cry.
You've learned it's easier to lie to them than to tell them the truth that you still feel empty and it's probably never going to get any betterβ ever.
::: Author Unknown :::
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