Surviving the Loss of a Child
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This page is dedicated to
Robert L. Exum Jr.
who died at the hands of another.
And to all who have suffered the sudden loss of a child,
either by the will of another,
illness or accident.
To the Parents and Loved Ones of the
Sandy Hook Children,
May this page bring you comfort and hope in your darkest hours.
Know you are not alone in your mourning and grief.
May you feel the healing balm of
encouraging words to help soothe the pain
as you walk through your days of sorrow.
Although our lives will remain scarred forever,
hope for your broken heart
will lie in the days to come.
All may seem lost to you today,
believing you will never laugh again. . .
but trust the strength and power you hold within.
With loving support from your friends,
and from God,
Life Will Come Back.
In the distant future,
you will see the sun shine,
you will offer a half smile,
you will hear the music.
You will gather the strength to comfort others
who will need your reassuring words,
your gentle touch,
and your kindness for the tragic event
which has assaulted their lives.
You can emotionally survive
one of the most devastating events of life . . .
the loss of a child.
Your life may never be the same . . .
Your heart will forever be changed . . .
But you can survive.
Welcome to this place of help and comfort
for those who have lost a child through
any kind of sudden and unexpected tragedy.
Here, you will find affirmations, poetry,
the stages of grief,
how the sudden loss of a loved one changes our lives forever,
messages of hope,
words of comfort and help,
exploring why and how these things happen,
and encouraging quotes.
“Just When You Thought You Would Never Laugh Again,
Life Came Back . . . “
Grief Counseling Available
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.
― Henri J.M. Nouwen