On this particular evening a handsome young man approached me …. definitely recognizable. In fact my memory went immediately to a picture of him and one of Meg's girlfriends in junior high. He shared so many wonderful memories and feelings about Meggan and how none of their friends have ever forgotten her. He remembers her laugh, her happy go lucky nature, the joy she spread. I know if he had it in his power he would bring her back.
Another handsome young man shared with me (and his adorable pregnant wife) that he had already been married once before….in second grade on the playground to Meggan, and sealed with a kiss! He, too, shared many memories.
I am so grateful that these young men felt comfortable enough to tell me these things. It reaffirms how special she was, and always inclusive of others. Her joy filled nature and her smile still touch others.
For me these conversations brought healing. The healing is never complete when you have lost a child. Rather, it's ongoing….the only way it can be. But such gentle reminders put a rainbow in my day and help me to get thru yet another twenty four hours. And isn't it interesting (or not) that at times when I most need to "hear" from her, someone always comes along and shares their memories with me. She is still loved and always will be.