Recently I wrote a blog about the lovely Lori from RRSAHM who was living my worst nightmare – as a result of a tragic accident, her husband was fighting for his life in ICU and she, mother of their two small children, was asking for prayers and love to help her through this toughest of times.
Now, the unfathomable has happened. She is 28 and she is a widow. Her children, aged 4 and 1, have no father. She is a stay at home mum. She has bills to pay, a mortgage to meet and mouths to feed. If you can spare some change, or alternatively donate to an online auction that is being established to raise funds for her future, please click here .
Some may find it bizarre that one could be so affected by the tragedy of someone I only know through the blogosphere. But I’ve been a fan of her witty, honest writing for almost a year and, because the Mummy Blogging world is built on blog posts laced with raw honesty, it does indeed feel like she is a friend. Her candid offerings have long been a favourite of mine to read.
And truthfully, empathy is an amazingly powerful equaller. I cannot help but wonder “what if it were me?”. Like I’ve said in my previous post about this most awful situation, life is a gift, not a given and we could all be minutes away from losing the one we love the most. Morbid, I know, but if it stops you from saying that harsh word in anger to your husband, or to hug your child that little bit tighter when you put them to bed tonight, then its worth it.
I know I looked at my own husband a little differently last night. I couldn’t tell him enough how much he meant to me, and I followed him from room to room like a lovesick puppy. And I smothered Harrison with kisses every chance I got (much to his displeasure), and looked over him as he slept and said a prayer of thanks that my own little family was safe.
So Lori, please know it truly does break my heart when I think of the nightmare you are living and wish you nothing but peace and love as you battle through the quagmire that is grief. I’ve lit a candle for you and held you all in my thoughts and my heart and will continue to do so. Please keep the words flowing – your writing will no doubt be a saviour during these dark days and a balm to your searing soul. Just as the great Shakespeare wrote “Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak whispers the o’er-fraught heart and bids it break.”