I have been following Molly Jackson's blog, The Jackson's for some time now. Molly and her husband lost their beautiful daughter Lucy at 2 years old in the parking lot of their church, as she choked on an apple the size of a pea. Molly has now created a new website, A Good Grief to create a community of sharing and support for those who have lost a child AND for those dealing with grief or loss of any kind- divorce, miscarriage, change... Molly is so honest in her recounting of what life has been like since losing Lucy...I have been moved to tears over and over, both from empathy and also from amazement in the power of the human spirit, to keep attempting a climb that seems impossible.
On the site A Good Grief, Molly tells the story of the day they lost Lucy, beginning:
My Story
" Sunday, May 18, 2008. A beautiful Spring day in Park City, UT. I clearly remember standing in front of my jewelry box picking out the perfect accessories for my outfit. A deep turquoise silk top and short pleated black skirt with a dainty blue quartz necklace. I was proud, I remember, for having earlier prepared snacks for my almost two-year old daughter Lucy, which I had placed in my purse. Animal crackers, and perfectly sliced apples cut with the knife my mom had recently purchased for me. I was prepared. I was ready. And I wasn't even late. A novelty. "
Nie Nie recently contributed a short essay on the nature of change, and others talk about the loss and change in their lives and how it has been for them.
Molly and her husband Vic recently became the proud parents of another child, baby boy Peter who looks like the male version of his sister. :) He's adorable, and couldn't be loved more.
I meant to leave a comment yesterday - I love the pictures from yesterday's post - we don't have a lot of money either and it's is funny how you learn to really appreciate people around you then. I love all the sites you find - it is scary how quickly life can change over something so simple.
You are going to make me read another story that makes me cry aren't you?!?!
There are so many types of grief. This has to be the worst. I don't know. But I do know that grief shared is made more bearable.
Perhaps. I hope.
Hi,
Lola here, stopping in to say I love your blog. Today was the first day I had time to get here, due to my insane Nano schedule.
(I hope your word count is feeling productive.)
BTW I have a teen daughter, and it is an emotional challenge dealing with their moods. Thank God/the Universe/everything/anything for our sweet husbands.
I hope life is luscious for you today.
Make it a great week,
Lola
What an amazing way to turn your grief into something positive so that people can start healing together...
What a beautiful idea.
I love the title of that blog! Grief can be part of the healing process of loss. There is another site for mothers of lost babies that I visit from time to time, http://www.glowinthewoods.com. There is a spirit there that is amazing. Do you know Sweet and Salty Kate? http://www.sweetsalty.com/
Thanks....
oh my heart. ((inhale...exhale))
Grief, loss -- so much in the world. The loss of a child seems the absolute worst, an experience that one really cannot fathom unless one has experienced it. What I am in awe of is human resilience, actually and the drive to simply live.
Maggie, I'm so glad you shared these. Thank you.
Thank you for sharing this!
I am afraid to go. I am afraid to cry this morning.
I read and read and read and cried and cried and cried.
Have you seen Dear Zachary? I'm not recommending anyone actually watch it, but if you do be prepared to not be the same for many days afterward. I balled, gagged and drank (which I never never do) after watching it.
Three cheers for my fake internet friend Maggie. Thank you for loving a stranger and for sharing my story and my cause. New post finally going up this week. You are all things lovely.
Sometimes, I can't bear to read these stories because the fear, oh my god, the fear. I end up trembling under my blankets.
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