Valentine’s Day is almost here. Many people are thinking of chocolates, overpriced dinners, and red roses. I’m thinking of the true meaning of this special day: love.
Over the past few years, I have realized that a lot of things in life can be taken away from you without warning. A car accident, a diagnosis that blindsides you or a family member, a job, a home, or in my case – a precious child who doesn’t make it.
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All of my life, I have been the type of person who likes to plan and to be “in control” of things. From my loss, I have realized that I can’t control everything. I have understood that many things are not in my control. I have learned the hard way that sometimes, things happen. We can’t pray, plan, schedule, or wish some life events away.
But I have also learned that there is one thing that can never be taken away – and that is love.
From the moment we got our surprise positive pregnancy test, my husband and I loved that baby with every fiber of our beings. When we found out we were having twins, we were thrilled and felt so blessed. Our hearts were overflowing with the love we had for these tiny little souls that had not yet arrived.
I planned. I looked at paint samples, crib reviews, and pacifier brands. When I daydreamed about our future family of four, I am sure happiness beamed out of my face like sunlight.
This wonderful future all came to a screeching halt when our boys were born that horrible night prematurely almost three years ago — no more planning. Everything was gone. No more paint samples. No baby room, no matching cribs, no family photos.
Everything had been taken away from us.
But there is one thing that has remained and always will. Our love for our boys. They are not here. We don’t get to see them ride their bikes without training wheels, jump off the diving board for the first time, or open Christmas gifts. Instead, we love them. We feel lucky to have met them and no matter what, we will always be theirs, and they will still be ours.
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They are part of our family and always will be.
Our loved ones may pass away – in fact, we all will.
But there is one thing that remains, one thing that can never be taken – love.
Love is forever.
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I am the Mama of identical twin boys William & Harrison, who reside in heaven with their great-grandparents. I live in Virginia with my husband Nicholas, and Golden Retriever puppy, Barley. You can follow me on my blog.
I totally agree! Love never ends- even with death it lives on.I lost my youngest daughter, age 27 ,almost two yrs ago to a sudden catastrophic illness called HLH.She was my best friend and left me my only grandchild- I am devastated but holding onto God and her memories.Love is the strongest force on earth and in heaven. IT binds our hearts together for all eternity. May you find His comfort and peace and hope for the future! Pamela