Thursday, November 12, 2009

The Dragonfly

On Tuesday night I heard the unthinkable. Another friend of mine had lost her baby, only weeks from her due date. This time it's my dear friend Jackie. While at a routine appointment this week, the doctor couldn't find the baby's heartbeat. While most times it's a quick adjustment of the machine or even an ultrasound to allow you to "see" the heartbeat & be assured all is well, sadly for my friend, this was not the case. Baby Harrison had passed away.

Words cannot express how much I hurt for she & Nate. I think about them several times a day, and even at night, wondering what they're doing & how they're coping. How do you survive this? How do you find joy once this amazing miracle has been taken away? How do you go from nesting to grieving?

It seems like this should be something to rally against...to shout to the sky with all of your might... hell no, we won't let him go. But sadly, it's not a health care bill, union contract or anything of the sort. There is no negotiation. No sticker to put on your car supporting your cause. It is simply an awful truth in life, these things just happen.

Amazingly enough, my friend who lost her daughter a few months back was the one to put it in perspective for me. She reminded me of a poem that helps silence the anger & ease the mind. I thought it only appropriate to post it here, in honor of baby Harrison.


The Dragonfly

Once, in a little pond, in the muddy water under the lily pads,
there lived a little water beetle in a community of water beetles.
They lived a simple and comfortable life in the pond
with few disturbances and interruptions.

Once in a while, sadness would come to the community when one of
their fellow beetles would climb the stem of a lily pad and
would never be seen again. They knew when this happened; their
friend was dead, gone forever.

Then, one day, one little water beetle felt an irresistible urge
to climb up that stem. However, he was determined that he would
not leave forever. He would come back and tell his friends what
he had found at the top.

When he reached the top and climbed out of the water onto the
surface of the lily pad, he was so tired, and the sun felt so
warm, that he decided he must take a nap. As he slept, his body
changed and when he woke up, he had turned into a beautiful
blue-tailed dragonfly with broad wings and a slender body
designed for flying.

So, fly he did! And, as he soared he saw the beauty of a whole
new world and a far superior way of life to what he had
never known existed.

Then he remembered his beetle friends and how they were thinking
by now he was dead. He wanted to go back to tell them, and
explain to them that he was now more alive than he had ever been
before. His life had been fulfilled rather than ended.

But, his new body would not go down into the water. He could
not get back to tell his friends the good news. Then he
understood that their time would come, when they, too, would
know what he now knew. So, he raised his wings and flew off
into his joyous new life!

~Author Unkown~


I miss you little guy, even though we never met. I miss the twinkle you put in your mommy & daddy's eyes. I miss the playdates & family weekends with "our boys" that your mom & I had loosely planned for the years ahead. Look over your parents. Keep them safe & strong. Let them know they are loved.

God speed, little man. Sweet dreams.

2 comments:

Corey said...

beautifully put al. :)

Babs said...

To my utter distress, I cannot understand or come to terms with the end of a human life. To lose one so precious and new is unspeakable, and I wish Jackie and Nate all the love and strength they'll need as they travel this heartbreaking journey of grief. I know your friendship will offer some comfort.