by Rhonda Mason on June 29, 2011
While at my parent’s place today, I found out that friends from college lost their baby girl today at 3am in the morning. I read their story and looked at their photos on Facebook, and my heart simply broke for them.
It makes me sick in the stomach to think that someone we know is grieving and hurting so intensely right now.
The path ahead is a hard one for our friends.
Though no one can tread this path for them, nonetheless we can stand close, pray, weep with them and send them tiny messages that mean all the world at a time like this.
To dear little Abigail, I am remembering you today and always.
by Rhonda Mason on June 28, 2011
My dear little boy,
A dear friend of mine going through some hard times said to me last week that he felt he was stronger because of you – to know that even though we lost you, we somehow survived, and continue to survive. This gives him both hope and encouragement, he said.
Even though you are no longer here, you continue to make a difference, little boy.
I love you.
Mum xo
by Rhonda Mason on June 23, 2011
This evening while Rick’s parents were watching Pete and Jamie in the lounge, I took Angus into his room to deal with his dirty nappy. I had almost finished changing him when he suddenly said, “Cameron!”
“Cameron?” I asked.
“Cameron in the play room!” he replied.
“Cameron’s photo is in the playroom, yes.” I corrected him, sadly.
“Cameron in the play room!” he repeated.
“No, Cameron’s living with God darling, but his photo is in the playroom,” I said.
“No, Cameron in the play room!” By this time, he sounded almost a little upset with me.
So as not to disagree with him anymore, I suggested that we go into the playroom together and find Cameron’s photo. He was very happy to do this.
We went in and found the small frame that held Cameron’s photos. I handed it to him and suggested that he show it to Nan, and he rushed over immediately to do this.
At that very same moment, Rick arrived home.
by Rhonda Mason on June 22, 2011
A late afternoon at home. Rick had Angus and Pete with him on the back patio. He was trimming hedges while the boys ran around, munching on their afternoon tea. I could hear Angus chatting to Rick while Pete watched and wandered about. James was asleep inside the house. As I lay down for a nap whilst listening to the fun and commotion outside, I thought of Cam and how he would’ve been on that patio too…
by Rhonda Mason on June 20, 2011
My very dear friend Nikki had her baby shower on Saturday. Words cannot express how happy I am for her and Mike, how joyful I was to see her baby bump and how excited I am to meet their little baby in August.
Nik was there for me from the moment she heard of Cameron’s death. She understood my grief and my pain in a way that few others did, because she knew personally what it was like to lose someone that you loved.
At the baby shower, I also got to catch up with other similarly precious friends – Christian sisters who stood by me when Cameron died. They embraced me when I cried, listened to me when I had words and never tried to stop me from grieving.
Most importantly, not once in these last forty-five months have they ever stopped mentioning Cameron when they talk to me. Together with us, they continue to miss him and remember him.
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: These women are true gems.
I wish Cameron could’ve met them.
One day, he will.
Pictured above: 3 out of the 5 amazing women…