{"id":15,"date":"2003-05-29T13:16:55","date_gmt":"2003-05-29T20:16:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/osbornz.net\/amy\/?p=15"},"modified":"2003-05-29T13:16:55","modified_gmt":"2003-05-29T20:16:55","slug":"email-from-a-friend","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/osbornz.net\/amy\/?p=15","title":{"rendered":"Email from a friend"},"content":{"rendered":"

(posted with permission)<\/p>\n

My dear, dear Amy, <\/p>\n

I wanted to take a moment at this memorable time and write to you about how sorry I am for the loss of your beloved Joshua. <\/p>\n

And I tried; really I did. <\/p>\n

But somehow along the way when I tried to write about sorrow, it turned into joy and when I tried to write about loss, it turned into thanksgiving. . . <\/p>\n

I began to remember how utterly ecstatic you and Eric were when you learned you were pregnant after so long and so many trials– I rejoiced. <\/p>\n

And I smiled as I recalled how all the PW-list went through the ups and downs of that pregnancy with you from the time he was but a secret hope nestled deep inside his mommy and invisible to the world to the wriggling reality held bundled joyfully in your arms. I recollected it all: the nausea, the aches, the pains, the fears and that tremendously .full. feeling at the end. How we all labored along with you as you brought forth that little miracle such a short time ago! <\/p>\n

I thanked our Father that He had granted you the desire of your heart to have a miracle from your own womb to join the three miracles already in your heart and in your home. I was grateful for sharing– via our list–in the impact Joshua made on your family dynamics as you all adjusted to his schedule, his temperament, his very presence in your home. <\/p>\n

And yet, <\/p>\n

I do not wish to seem to minimize your sorrow, or make light of a life which ended far, far too quickly, but I gotta remind you to take comfort in the Word which tells us that we do not sorrow as those who have no hope and that we *will* see our loved ones again. Keep it deep in your heart of hearts, friend Amy that joy *does* come in the morning after nights of sorrow. <\/p>\n

I just wanted you to know I was thinking of you at this time. <\/p>\n

Love, LindaSue <\/p>\n

Three Wishes for A Friend <\/strong><\/p>\n

I wish I could envelop
\nyou in a hug four sizes
\nlarger than your hurts. <\/p>\n

I wish I could create a haven
\nfor you within the wide arc
\nof my arms, a snuggley place
\nwhere you can hide your eyes
\n(for a little while) like a child
\nfrom your grown-up woes. <\/p>\n

I wish I could give you a place
\nin the safety of my embrace
\nto escape the burden of your
\nsorrowful burdens. <\/p>\n

Well-intentioned wishes
\naside, I offer you rhythmic
\npat-a-pat-pats of my palm
\non your back in soothing
\nhalf-circle rub-scratches
\nas I listen to your sobs
\nand softly croon to you
\n.There, there, my friend.
\n.Go ahead, cry it out,.
\nand .It’s okay,. <\/p>\n

and hope
\nthat it is
\nenough. <\/p>\n

–LindaSue Johnson
\n(5\/29\/2003)<\/p>\n

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