Sunday, July 08, 2012

Six years: Joshua-Michael, 2001-2006

You never get over losing a child.  How can you?  The gap in your life is still there, and it needs to be acknowledged.  Six years ago today, my son Joshua entered heaven, our true home.  Had he lived, he would have been turning eleven years old this month.  He would have probably been getting tall, and played with the boys living down the street from us.  He might have been wrestling with his brother Thomas and annoying his older brother Caleb.  I wonder if he still would be playing prince to his sisters' princesses, the way he loved to do, as seen in this picture.
We miss him.  We seldom speak of the pain, but we often speak of him.  And I think that's how it should be.