I'm writing in response to the overwhelming need expressed on this topic.
This topic is avoided by all unless you know someone who has lost a child and searching for answers or you
you yourself are beginning to seek comfort.
I 
was one of the many mothers who lost a child. I cannot express deeply, the exhaustingly great pain and
emotional void filled with distressing anguish of losing a most precious gift, your child.
My heart and love go out to any parent who has suffered such Loss. Its okay to cry. I hold your hand
and understand you, more than you know. I was there...
In times of grief the following helped my husband and I through the dark and heavy days of life.
We kept his clothes and blanket by our bedside and prayed night and day.
We slowly, and did not push our selves, took time to go outside but not with friends yet.
we had a little box where we kept his baby items, it went everywhere we did.
We cried together a lot and it was okay. We got mad and it was okay.
Its also okay to tell others NO, you don't want company. You do need to be alone most of the time.
Go to counseling it will help so much. Go to church( find your faith) it helps you understand the whole picture.
Take care of yourselves, lean on each other for comfort. Its okay to not say anything....
It takes time to heal. Eventually, the pain is relieved... it lessens with time. But, its gradual. At times, it seems as if
everyone you meet and every child you see could look like your child. We even saw a grown man once and we both
cried because we realized we would never see our baby boy grow up and be a fine man.
It has been 11 years, I don't cry anymore. I have learned so much, but mostly my heart has learned.
My heart learned that LOVE is so perfect and so deep that no distance or space, no circumstance or obstacle can take it away.
Our baby is in a different place, but he is alive and we will see him again. I have this promise, this is my faith and my belief
this I testify whole heartly and it has sustain me. My heart has learned to love ALL people, and respect ALL people,
and value their opinions and feelings. I remember that whom ever I deal with is someone's child, someone's loved
relative, someone's special friend, and ultimately a child of our God. It has helped me Love and treasure life and the experiences
of dissappointment and loss which teach us to grow and be strong for others.
Yes, it has and will make you sensitive to the spirit of Love and truth.
Hang in there..... your tears are not in vain..... they caress the foot steps of tomorrow....
I hope this gave you hope... I wish I could say more...
Love,
Fabi Gamboa
(April 29th) (
