I wanted to tell you about my walk in the park with the dogs today. There is a beautiful park near us where I take my grandaughter, Taylor frequently and the dogs. I didn't have Taylor today, but wanted to take the dogs for a walk. My golden retriever, Maggie Mae enjoys jumping in the lake there. My chocolate lab, Lucy, just loves the walk. They have a statue in the park called Angel of Hope that was built in memory of those who have lost children. http://www.hendricksangel.org/ I stop there often and talk to my oldest son, Chris, who passed away on New Year's Eve in 2008. Today on my walk, I thought I was ready to stop for my visit to the statue, but felt something telling me I wasn't ready yet. I walked the dogs a little further. When the dogs tongues were hanging to the ground I decided we were ready for that stop. There was a lady there placing a couple of markers near the statue. I asked her if she had lost a little one. She said her 18 month old son died from heart complications in 1991. I told her of losing Chris, and that he wasn't a child at the time of death, he was still my child. She agreed and offered condolences. We talked further. Her son had also died on New Year's Eve. She, also was an unwed mother 29 years ago. I was an unwed mother to Chris, born on my 19th birthday. We reunited on my youngest son's 7th birthday and had 14 years together before his passing. So we had a bit in common. I shared with her that today would have been Janice Lynn's 62nd birthday. Janice Lynn was my Mom's first born child, but was a still born birth. I told her I could still feel the sting in in Mom's voice today even 62 years later. She told me that she was the lady who had proposed the idea for the statue and on the back of the statue was an explanation of her inspiration for the statue. It was a book written by a man whose mother had a child that was stillborn. As a child he would see his mother cry from time to time and didn't understand why. He wrote the book, A Christmas Box. The lady said that she had several copies and she would send two of them to me, one for you and one for me. I offered to give her money, but she declined.
God works in mysterious ways, as she and I discussed. I'm sure somehow, God, Chris, and Janice Lynn put us two together today.
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