I remember an awful time. A time where I had to do the hardest thing I have ever done. Watch my partner go through labour knowing that our daughter had died just a few hours before, just a few hours from making it. My partner was broken and distraught as too was I. We spent the whole night and next day holding our little girl. When we left the hospital we were mere shells. Emotionally empty, broken-hearted and rent with pain and suffering. Shadows of our previous selves. Time passed I am not sure how many but then in the despair and through the suffering I realised that the only thing left I could do for her was to organise her funeral so that she could be laid to rest. The next day, like a zombie I went to our local funeral parlour and spoke with a man who I can only say was compassion personified. He helped me through everything . The amazing thing was that when I returned to see him he explained that so touched were people by our loss that he was too do the funeral free of charge and that the printers would supply the hymn sheets free of charge and that although the council had to charge for the plot of land the gravedigger gave their time for free. It was at that moment I realised there truly is love and compassion out there in the world. None of these people knew us yet they shone their light and reached out with their humanity to us. That was the moment I re-found my faith in man and in spirituality. It’s just a shame it takes such bad things to happen to awaken that in people. Sadly to this day and I realise also for eternity we will never get over the loss of our daughter. The pain we feel we hold on to as it is the only thing left of her we have. But from the loss I have found the strength to carry on. From this I have developed a greater sense of love, compassion, benevolence, and tolerance for all people regardless of colour, belief or class. I feel within me a light and a higher frequency, resonating at a greater vibrational rate. Love for our fellow man is the greatest frequency we can connect with. Make that connection and be that love.
Lost and found
13 responses to “Lost and found”
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This is heartbreaking…. I didn’t want to like this post…. it feels although I’m enjoying your loss…. may God give you both the strength to bear the pain…
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It’s difficult sometimes to accept the truth, but you’re one strong plant, that even the winds are afraid to move to. Sad to read but beautifully written:)
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I’m so sorry for your loss. I can’t imagine how painful that was, and still is. I hope it helped in some way to write about it.
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Your loss is heartbreaking. Thank you for sharing your experience of compassion and love. I feel changed for having read this.
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I don’t want to like this because I don’t want it to come across that I’m satisfied with your loss. I just want to tell you how proud I am of you for being so open and honest about this. God sent those lovely people your way, stay blessed. 🙂
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I’m so heartbroken 😭 with your story of loss..
I know we are left with no other choice but move beyond our sorrow..
but I can’t even start to imagine what you And your partner much have gone through.. and the anguish are excruciating 😖 pain you felt..But thank goodness 😅.. you were given some compassion from caring folks..
fauxcroft 
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