…. And in an Instant, Everything Changed For as long as I can remember, I always dreamt of becoming a wife and mother one day. At the young age of 15, I met the man who would later become my husband, and we began our journey through life together. Things were going as planned; we both had jobs that we enjoyed, had stability in our lives, and bought a home to begin the next chapter of life, welcoming our beautiful daughter Hailey. Two years following Hailey’s birth, we were blessed with our precious son Aden. Life was perfect, our family was complete, and we were raising two beautiful, healthy children. Our days were filled with preschool, play dates, and bedtime stories, which later became homework, studying, birthday parties, and a quick supper at McDonald’s!
And in an instant, everything changed. Life as we knew it would never be the same again. On Sunday, March 16, 2008, I found our precious Aden dead in his bed, only 45 minutes after I had kissed him good night, and we had exchanged our “I love you” routine. At the tender age of only nine, Aden had left us. Hailey was 11 and every aspect of her life was now also turned upside down. How could we continue to live with a part of our hearts gone forever?
Nine years later, through the support of friends, family, faith, and grief and individual therapy, I am still breathing. I decided through the many tears that I have shed for what is, and what never will be, that I have to help other moms who feel the way that I did in the beginning, who are also searching for assurance – as I did - that they will one day smile again, and that breathing willonce again become something that comes naturally.
It is now my turn to support other grievers in a way that was not there when I was new to this journey. Giving back helps to heal our pain, and creates a bond of trust and comfort amongst those suffering.