Anonymous wrote:I remember the first time I laughed, like really really laughed and felt joy, after the sudden death of our middle child. I didn't think I would ever feel joy again and I remember very specifically sitting on my porch and laughing at something my girlfriend was gossiping about on the phone. It was such a catty snarky convo and it just cracked me up. I realized at that moment I might be ok. Not the same, but maybe, just maybe I would be ok. Maybe I wouldn't;t have to fake every single smile for the rest of my life just for my kids sake. Maybe I would have moments of joy, laughter, friendship, and love again. Just maybe. That happened 7 years ago and I even remember the way the wind smelled on my porch that afternoon. Its such a distinct memory and it really did define my life…my recovery life.
Thank you for sharing this! I am so sorry for your loss, but happy to hear that you are experiencing joy in your life once again.
From a mother who has a very sick child with cancer