Since returning from Faith's Lodge I've had a hard time putting into words what our time there meant to us. Spending the weekend with other parents who have lost their children was an amazing experience. As sad as we all were that we were there, we were all so fortunate to spend the time together.
In talking with the other parents and sharing our stories, our memories, our fears, one thing stood out to me more than anything else. We all want to talk about the child we lost, we want other people to talk about the children we lost. We won't ever forget them but we want to make sure other people won't either.
I realize it may not be easy for people to bring Hannah up to me but I can't express how much it means to me when they do. I know they don't want to make me sad, but believe me, they aren't making me sad, they're bringing me joy.
I was able to talk about Hannah so much at Faith's Lodge, everyone there understood what it meant to be able to talk about their children and so people asked questions. In talking about her so much I realized that I can now talk about her without breaking in to tears. I can talk about Hannah, remember her, share her stories, without always crying....that is HUGE! What a gift Faith's Lodge has given me in that. I honestly didn't know if I would ever get to this point and here I am, only 6 months from losing her and I can already do that.
There are still tears, plenty of tears, but there are also smiles. I think Hannah would rather see the smiles!
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