This past week my family experienced a tragedy and as much
as I don’t want to write about it, it wouldn't feel right to not acknowledge
that - to pretend as if nothing happened. It’s one of those moments that forever
defines your life and separates events into before and after. Before we moved, before my Papa died, before
I graduated, before I was married, before I was a mother, before my mom had
cancer…
And yet there are just no words. How can I write about it
when I can’t make sense of it? How can I put it out there for the whole world
to see when I still don’t even believe it really happened?
It is with grief beyond measure that I say what I’m about to
say. Early Tuesday morning, my sweet nephew who was just days shy of turning five
months old, went to be with our Lord. A baby stolen from our lives to live a
life of Glory with God. A family broken into pieces.
Christopher James was a very happy baby and he was very
loved by us all. We will continue to love him and we will miss him dearly all
the days of our lives until we meet again in Heaven some day.
December 27, 2012 - May 21, 2013
