I’m eating honey on bread. Hot tea and squares of dark chocolate sit beside me on the table. D brought the jar of honey when she drove in from Buffalo, along with a card and flowers. M and S dropped off a lasagna from Costco. Sweet Pea’s mother and boyfriend sent us fruit. J and T gave us bread, cheese, chocolate, apples and took our son for the afternoon. Now, we are building a box for the baby we will bury in our back yard, the little boy who arrived too early, but looked perfect just the same. Our tears flow easily because our living little boy is with our friends.
Show up when people lose a child – a baby, a pregnancy, no matter how early or how young. Don’t ask what you can do, just do it. A card, flowers, food; it doesn’t matter what it is or how much. What matters to those grieving is that you express your care. By doing these things, you show that it mattered to you too. That this loss is real.