There was a peace that I can't explain, once we realized that his time for this dual birth had come. There were tears too, but the knowing what the road would hold helped. Knowing what would need to happen... What we wanted for our son and ourselves and our families... That knowledge was powerful and helpful. Priests were called, prayers were said, miracles were asked for, preparations were made. And, early the next morning, on the 23rd, Alexander came into our arms and passed quickly into the Otherworld.
I dont have anger any more about that. I'd be lying if I said that my sadness has completely been replaced by peace and harmony about his life and death. But there is peace. With him, perhaps, more than Nicholas and Sophia. Maybe it is because little Alex is my running buddy. Perhaps it is because he was such a little bundle of peace himself. I dont know. But as I recite what I consider his mantra (below), the heaviness on my soul is lightened... My lips turn up in a smile as I remember the pitter patter of him playing soccer with my bladder... And I can take a breath and smell the sweetness of him.
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love.
Where there is injury, pardon.
Where there is doubt, faith.
Where there is despair, hope.
Where there is darkness, light.
Where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled, as to console; to be understood, as to understand; to be loved, as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive.
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.
Thinking of Alexander today.
Prayers for you, your family and especially little Alex. I like what you said about him being your running buddy. How awesome is it that you two have that special time together despite time and space. I'll have to find that time for Caroline and I.
Lots of love to you today! xoxox
This is beautiful. I really love your mantra, too. May I ask where it comes from?
It is the prayer of St. Francis of Assisi
Thinking of you and your sweet Alexander...and sending you extra strength until the day you hold him again, in your arms.
Remembering Alexander with you. Beautiful words for your beautiful son xo
Thinking of Alexander (and you) today.
sending you hugs!
Very beautiful words of a momma to her son.
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