I never asked for him to live.
I never asked that he be saved, that we be spared the awfulness of his death.
I had not prayed in such a long time but when I did; when I finally closed my eyes and spoke to whoever that higher power is, I asked for strength and peace to get me through what needed to be done. I asked that it it be quick and that my boy, my son, not be in any pain as he took his last shuddering breaths.
And I got all that I asked for and more.
I have regrets. Oh yes, I have many but I don’t regret not asking for his life.
Tiff, the love you have for this little lamb never fails to summon my tears. My heart cries with yours, Sweetie.
You need anything, I’m here you know…
~Michelle
Making me cry, here. Thinking of you this week x
I feel so privileged to know you. Thank you for the gift of yourself as you share these feelings. Lots of love.
oh sweetie, words just fail me reading this. ((hugs)) and love to you and your family. xxx
hugs - I can’t imagine having to pray a prayer like that …what incredible love you had for William to release him from pain and suffering.
I am lost for words. You express yourself so clearly and in such an uninhibited way that I can almost feel the love you have for William. Thankyou for sharing.
Your words to William are so beautiful. Thank you for sharing them.
I am crying too. What an amazing mum you are, with such a huge capacity to love.
Such tiny little blue booties………….sweet.
As said above, there really are no words. (((hugs))) and his feet are beautiful.
The booties. Precious.
Oh Tiff… Look at those darling little booties….
tiff, I’ve been catching up a bit; your William “haze” as you put it, has been a beautiful tribute to your lovely son. Sad, but uplifting at the same time. He was blessed to have you for a mummy, the short time he was here.