The gift of a dead grandbaby and beautiful people.
I gave my mom lot’s of things for Christmas this year. I gave me a purse and a pashmina that I bought in NY. I gave her a book about a Grandmother dealing with the grief of stillbirth and I also made her this:
She loved it and she put it on her bedroom dresser. I was so relieved, I sadly was afraid of how she would react. She
doesn’t talk about Evan that much and she often tell’s me my level of grief is unhealthy. I was so happy she loved it.
I knew she had said she was going to put a memoriam in the paper for Evan over christmas, but I guess I forgot about it. Anyhow
yesterday I was at my my Memere’s (French Grandmother) and I notice something on her fridge that caught my eye. When I realised what it was I teared up a little. My mom put this in the paper:
Clements Maynard. December 24th, 2007
He was taken without any warning
His going left our hearts filled with pain
But though he has gone from
In our hearts he will always remain.
Sadly missed by Nanny Leona and
Dearest Jaime and Dave!
I am thinking of you a lot these days. It is hard for me to find words. I visited Evan’s grave in September on a sunny day. Yes, it is a beautiful spot to come to and remember him.
I wish you strength.
Know that I am with you in my thoughts. Feel free to write or call if you feel like it. Or come and visit and we can go for a walk on the beach again.
Love to both you wonderful people.
I have to say, it heals the heart a little bit more each time someone remembers and acknowledges Evan and his short life. We so often feel we are alone in his memorie.