When you’re younger, you feel different aspects of your life are hard or will be hard.
High school.
College.
Adulting.
Bill paying.
Finding that special someone.
Finding a job you enjoy going to every day.
Getting married.
Being a wife.
Being a mother.
These had their moments when they were hard because that is the way life is.
But none of these compared to my grief.
Not everyone will know or learn how hard this grief is but I along with so many do know.
We know how hard this grief is.
We know that what we thought was hard earlier in life is nothing compared to this.
The grief of loss.
The grief of death.
Not just any death.
The death of our baby.
The death of our son or daughter.
The death of innocence.
The death of the future.
Over the years you learn this is not the type of grief you could ever have prepared for.
You have to learn how to navigate life with this grief as a constant part of you.
No matter how many people you talk to and learn how truly hard this is, there is no comparison for the way it will affect you since it affects all us differently.
I thought I had endured hard times during my life, nothing major just everyday stuff growing up, figuring out the path I wanted to take.
Nothing – absolutely nothing – compares to how hard grief is.
Nothing will ever be as hard as the grief we endure as parents who’ve lost our precious child.
We’ve had and felt heartbreak like nothing before.
Any pain, any grief we’ve encountered over the years are mild compared to the pain, the grief that is a constant part of us.
Grieving is hard, it will never become easier.
Marisa is the mother to 3 boys, one gone too soon and 2 keeping her on her toes. Drake died in 2010 at 12 days, 16 hours old after being pulled from life support due to injuries he sustained during delivery. Her other 2 boys: Aden and Gavin, whom she loves every minute with them.
I am 72 , my child died last year, he was 47. Age is irrelevant when it comes to grief.
I lost my son October 9, 2019. He had just turned 28 years old. This is by far the most difficult thing I’ve never experienced. There have been other deaths in the family, but my son. This is a whole different level of grief.
I lost my only son at age 25 suddenly with no warning! He left me two beautiful grandkids. He was fine the night before came over to take a shower at my house since he was in the process of redoing his bathroom , he left my house with a smile. Only to get get a phone call on valentines morning at 604 in the morning from his girlfriend saying he collapsed. The obtopsy showed he was born with a rare heart defect! His left anterior artery Was tunneled in the heart , bringing anomaly.he had no prior symptoms. He had lived a normal life but now I realize not knowing if this has a connection or not but normal childhood illness was way worse for him! My life will never be once it used to be. Everyday I miss him! There is always this pit in my stomach and missing piece in my heart, this empty feeling! Sure you resume life somewhat but every laugh every dance is never what it used to be. But you have to keep trying for those you love here on earth until the day you will be reunited with your love one.