A 2:30pm Tribute
Ms. Maddie
The background here has been purpleized. So has my twitter background. It will remain that way for the rest of April. In honor of Maddie.
Today… I’ll be making my way to a chapel where a mom and dad say goodbye to their little girl. There are no words. Not because I can’t express them, but because there simply aren’t any. There is no turn of phrase or sentence to encompass what the loss of a child is.
So. I’ll go. I’ll wear purple. I’ll lend my presence in support of these parents. I’ll say goodbye to a little girl that I never met, but who’s eyes have enchanted me for the last year. I’ll say I’m sorry to her mother, who I work with. I’ll cry. I’ll mean it. I’ll be there for the little girl’s mom in the coming year.
Goodbye Maddie. You are loved. You are missed.
Feeling Sad and Restless
Things are feeling a little out of control for me. Honestly part of it is my house. Because of the lack of employment around here there are people here. Always. And the house shows it. And when my surroundings are disorganized so is my head. I’m restless. I’m in limbo. And I hate that.
And I’m sad. There have been two child deaths in the last week. Maddie Spohr from The Spohrs are Multiplying, and Thalon Myers from Gorillabuns. Just babies. Little babies. Gone. I work with Maddie’s mom, Heather, on Blog Nosh and will be attending her services tomorrow. I never knew about Gorrilabuns until today.
On the one hand I’m just so saddened for these families. For these mothers. Moms. Families. Torn and hurt. On the other hand, I feel a strange sense of foreboding. I suppose that’s normal. Normal to be afraid of the dark. Helplessness. You want to help, but only have platitudes at your disposal. I’ve done what I can. It’s up to you do the work to figure out what you can do. I hurt with them.
I have disjointed thoughts. I don’t know how to express them.
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