When you lose a loved one, no matter what age they are or
what relation to you, you often find yourself trying to somehow make sense of
their passing.
If they were ill, we take comfort that now they are at
peace. If they were old, we take comfort in them having lived a long, fulfilled
life. If it was sudden, we tell ourselves that at least there was no great
suffering. I think we cling on to those thoughts because they make it all feel
a little less awful and desperate.
When Patrick died, we too clung on to this. Knowing he just
slipped away in his sleep brought some comfort. He did not suffer. We did not
have to watch him fade. He just went to sleep.
While this does not take away from the sense of loss we feel
and how much we miss him in our lives, it makes living with “it” that bit more manageable
... at least for me.
As the 20th anniversary of little Jamie Bulgers
death approaches later this month, my heart goes out to his parents and family and those who lost children through violence and crime.
How do you live with knowing what was done to your child and how they died
without going insane? How do you keep going without the shock, grief, anger and
horror overwhelming and even consuming you?
Thinking about it makes me imcredibly sad
and I hope that Jamie is at peace and feeling loved and cherished where he is
now.
My thoughts are very much with his family at this time. Let
Jamie never be forgotten and let people remember him and speak of him more than
of those who are responsible for his death.
