Honoring Asher
Each year on my son's birthday I simultaneously feel sad and look forward to the date. My thoughts often turn toward how old he would have been, what kind of party I might have thrown for him and what our life would have looked like if he were around. Inevitably, on the day of his birth I have moments of tears and sadness, but my general feelings have been of gratitude and happiness. I know without a shadow of a doubt my son would want me to be happy.
I know it is hard for people to imagine loosing a child, but once it becomes your reality there is really no other way to deal with it then fully embrace it. On Asher's birthday, my husband takes the day off from work and we are able to spend the day together as a family. We have made it an annual tradition on Asher's birthday to go apple picking and visit a pumpkin patch. Both are simple things, yet both remind me of the beauty of this Fall season and in turn the beauty of my life. I feel honored to have such a special spirit in our family and I am grateful we have the unique opportunity of having an angel in our midst.
Life is hard, but life is beautiful. I know this to be true.
Other related posts:
- Asher's birth story.
- Weekend getaway after we had Asher.
- Solace in an apple orchard.
- Donation day
- Asher's memorial at Lincoln Park.
- Asher's first birthday celebration.
