Early in the morning on this day in 2012, I received one of the most difficult calls I could ever imagine. Our niece, Audrey, passed away just weeks after her third birthday. My husband and I were very, very fortunate to have celebrated that last birthday with her. We will always cherish her warm, tender little thank-you hug.
Until I wrote this post, I never thought about considering that hug as a happy memory to return to in life, probably because of its close proximity to death. Burying a child is an intensely painful memory, but as I reread her obituary, I delighted in my memories of our short time with her. The very thought of her makes me smile. I miss her very much and I will keep that tender hug with me always.
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