Getting through the impossible…

How many times have we had someone say, “I don’t know how you do it” about anything? Well, if I was paid by the number of people who said that to me after losing a child, I would not have to work for a living any longer. Truth is, we don’t know our own strength until we are forced to experience it. I didn’t want this to happen, but here I am, surviving the loss of a child.

As the holidays hit full force, I find myself getting through the impossible yet again. I didn’t know that kid of mine was so easy to buy for until he wasn’t on this Earth for Christmas. I find so many things that would be so easy to purchase for him and that he would absolutely love. I am sure I am not alone in that scenario either. Brings tears every time it happens. I am sure people shopping in the store wonder why that woman over in the hunting gear is crying. People tend to avoid that. I will say there was one time a couple years back that a stranger came up and hugged me during an episode just because she knew I needed it. No explanations needed. Restores the faith in humanity, that is for sure. Also reminds me there is still good that can happen.

As we mark another year off and turn the page on this calendar, I hope those who didn’t think they could make it through this year are feeling the strength of those who have been there helping to hold them up in thought and prayer when they didn’t feel strong. There is not one person who goes through a horrible situation that wished for it to be that way. I want to say 2023 might be a better year, but for me, it will never be the best year. I will take my blessings where I can and hope that it is better than the last.

Merry Christmas to those here on Earth and to those we wish were here on Earth, but are here in spirit instead. May we all find peace in 2023. Be the best version of you and that is all we can do. Like a lot of people, I cry because someone is gone, but I smile because they were here!!

#merrychristmas #gonebutnotforgotten #forever24 #thedashinthemiddle

Author: Christina Herold Trueblood

My name is Christina Trueblood. I am married and live in Central Illinois and am the mother of two, a daughter and son. Unfortunately, I lost my son in August 2017 in a single vehicle truck accident a couple of miles from our home. He was 24. I have documented some of my story on Facebook over this first year and have been encouraged to start a blog. I hope to help other families who have gone through loss and struggle to make any sense of it. My faith has kept me going and I believe one day, we will meet those loved ones we have lost again and it will be as if no time has passed. Until then, I want to honor their lives and know they left a mark on my life! Please follow me and share your stories.

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