Day 2 – INTENTION Set
yourself a new intention to inspire your next path in griefand healing. It might be to live your life with more
kindness or maybe you might intend to live your life more
wholeheartedly in honour of your children. Spend some time
with this one. Go and get some fresh air. What is it that
you want out of this project? Whatever your new intention
is, write it down with the words “I intend to
……………. in honour of my precious child/ren
……………..”
I have pondered this subject the minute that Corby passed. My intention is to keep serving my boy the best I can as his mother, just as I do for my other children. I intend to continue to bring awareness to SUDC by sharing my blog with people, and honoring him in our races.
I intend to keep his spirit alive in our home and family by teaching his brother and future siblings about him, and continuing to talk about him.
(Ledgyr will quite frequently stare or give kisses to his brother like he already knows him)
I intend to continue to grieve in a healthy way and not shut down, but most of all I intend to live my life full of love and compassion for my son just as he lived his life. I want to be able to serve people in honor of my baby as well as to serve them for my Savior.
Before I even became a mother I came across a blog of a mother that lost her daughter to drowning. I cried right along with her as her beginning of her grief journey began up until right around the time I lost Corby. Through all her posts she taught me to love fiercely and fully. To live and love my children everyday as if it were my last. I am so grateful for that because I don't have any regrets that I didn't love Corbyn enough. I intend to pass on what she taught me, and what I have learned by the loss of my own child. I want people to love to the fullest and not take their children for granted. To hug them more. To hold them tight and be grateful for every breath that they breath out of their little bodies. For every morning that they have the chance to hear their child awake.
My intentions are huge and I carry a lot of weight on my shoulders because of them, but I am reminded every day when I look and see that empty seat in my car or at the dinner table that weight is my son's weight that I carry.
