I got a call today from a friend who just wanted to tell me that she was thinking of me during this time. It was such a blessing to have someone remember Matthias' birthday and to call and offer her love and support to me.
After four years, I begin to wonder if anyone else remembers that sweet little baby who grew inside me for 9 months, who was in this world for 36 hours. It always blesses my heart when someone mentions Matthias or speaks his name or remembers him in any way.
We were so incredibly blessed by the outpouring of love and support we received after Matthias died. For weeks and weeks we received cards and emails and phone calls, and that was part of what God used to sustain us in that time of grief. But now we have walked through that intense grief to a place of healing and even joy in remembering Matthias and his precious time with us, so we aren't in need of that kind of support.
However, there are a few people in my life who continue to remember Matthias every year, who call or send a card or email just to tell me they know and remember and care. I am so thankful for them! They are not afraid to hear me speak of my sadness or to enter into it to a certain extent. And they give me this double gift: caring for me in a time of grief, and remembering my little baby with me.
Thank you, dear friends!