Losing a child, born or unborn, traumatically affects every part of a mother’s being - mind, body, heart, and soul. For a time, every part of who we are feels like we have been torn into tiny pieces. Somehow, we manage to pull some of those pieces together. We get up in the morning, take care of others, go to work, and push through our unbearable grief. All the other pieces are buried, hidden away from the world, just so we can survive. We are told, “It’s time to move on.” “Amanda would not want you to live like this.” Or, the worst of all, “Go on. Get over it. That’s what women do.”
I speak from experience. My son, Jason, was born with a silent heart. As a young woman, I was ill-equipped to cope with the emotional devastation, despair and shame Jason’s death brought upon me. Like so many other mother’s, I stuffed it all in my body, mind, and heart until a journey to find my Soul allowed it to be released. When my daughter, Amanda, died in my arms after succumbing to cancer at 38, I allowed the crushing grief, anger, guilt, and unbearable sorrow to be fully expressed. I will grieve for my Angel children until the day I die, and it is my mission to help Grieving Moms everywhere to release the terrible, consuming pain of grief and embrace a more loving way of living your life now.
