Hope....for the bereaved parent; even at Christmas, one of the most painful times of the year, there is an essence of hope. Hope....it is hope that sustains us through the days of grief and anger and frustration and loneliness.
The hope that someday the pain of the deaths of our children will be eased. The hope that someday our smiles will be real.
So, it is that for each of you I would hope....peace, compassion, love, sympathy, understanding, sharing and listening. In the sharing of our grief with one another, and in the emotional support we give to one another, we receive and understand all of these gifts.
Remembering my precious sons....and all of your precious children at this difficult time of year.