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16 December 2009 @ 11:31 am
A Poignant, Pregnant Pause  
Wow, just a few observations, mainly internally focused.

Last night I was doing my usual Twittering, and one of my followees retweeted something that shocked me to the core. A woman who Tweets, asked for everyone to pray for her baby who just died. I needed to know more, but I could barely make myself click the relevant links. It turned out she was in the back yard of her home and her two year old son fell in the pool and died in seconds. It absolutely killed me and I wept - hard. I can only barely imagine what she went through.

I know that since having my own child I can barely see or read about children who suffer. It wrenches my soul, because I can so easily superimpose what it might mean for me. This is what got me more than anything, but also the immediacy of it. This woman used Twitter to impart her grief, and perhaps, seek some sort of solace. I am sure it had mixed results for her, for surely nothing can give her solace, and if there is some comfort, it would be from her own family. Also, the negative side of social networking tools is that weirdos and downright evil people come out of the woodwork, and I believe this woman was hounded by a few such despicable individuals.

I suppose this blog is more about me. How I react. Tragedies occur every day, and this poor woman is one of many parents grieving due to tragedy or worse. But it showed something about me. I have become sensitive - super-sensitive to child suffering and death, and this is because I love my little daughter to bits.

I know I would trade my life for hers without hesitation.
 
 
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(Anonymous) on December 16th, 2009 10:49 am (UTC)
A poignant, pregnant pause
Your weeping does you credit.

I feel deeply for the woman who lost her child, and fear she is the one who needs the prayers more than the child. I hope she drew other kind and generous people towards her. I hope she doesn't blame herself.

But I also celebrate how much you love your own daughter, how crazy you are about her, how intrinsically and naturally committed you are to her - not because it's a duty but because you want to be.

That makes me feel very warm inside and glad to be part of the human race.

gerryhuntmangerryhuntman on December 16th, 2009 11:01 am (UTC)
Re: A poignant, pregnant pause
Thank you for your kind comments. I really felt compelled to write this.

Based on what I read, and as long as I could read, I think the mother does not blame herself - at least not intrinsically (how can you not go through "what if" scenarios for the rest of your life?"). This is reassuring for me.

Thanks again, friend.