Time to Process

The day I found out my sisters daughter had died a week or so before delivery was a very sad day.

The first thing I thought was .. that never happens .. next I thought why her .. She loves kids. Both her and her husband are school teachers. I could not really process the information and could not relate to what that truly meant.

At the time, My wife (kim) and I had just had our second son .. kyle alexander .. not more than a couple of months earlier. I started thinking what it must be like to have to go through that. Give birth and all .. it is traumatic experience to begin with .. but knowing that the end result would not be favorable.. that seriously was unimaginable. Then I started to think about what do they do with the baby. Ignorance got the best of me and I started thinking they they might just dispose of the baby along with the placenta etc .. I honestly started to cry .. how could this happen!

I had to do something … I called kim and we thought if that were to happen to us .. we would want to have a proper burial. I called my mom (as she was in contact with my sister) to let her know that we were willing to help pay for the funeral. I found out this was already in the works.. good thing people are much better at dealing with this than I am .. they already had the services planned etc ..

What could make this better I thought .. If it was me .. It would be .. well .. nothing .. Nothing! .. definitely NOTHING.. Hmm so if I can’t make it better .. I can at least be there to support my sister and her family through this. I called kim again and told her of the plan … she agreed that was the best course of action. We bought tickets within hours .. and flew out the next day.

We arrived Saturday morning for the funeral .. I am glad we went.