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