It’s hard to imagine that a loss of this magnitude would leave us at choice. I remember writing at the time “I must find a way to feel whole again and let go of the pain, so that I can feel the joy of having Kyle in my life“.
It was January 7, 1984 and I was 24 years old when my first son Kyle was born. He was beautiful with blond hair, blue eyes and barely 3 pounds. I remember feeling so happy that I had a part of carrying this beautiful baby into the world. As a young Mother I felt unsure and didn’t particularly like or know myself. However, when Kyle was born, all of that changed.
We have all had loss in life and often these moments define us. For me, it taught me about love and choice. I quickly realized after my son passed away 3 weeks after birth that I had serious life decisions to make.
- How was I going to let this affect my life?
- How would this influence me as a young women?
- Would I live in fear?
- Would I be open to love?
I chose to keep Kyle close and to honor the time we had. To not question what I couldn’t answer and to trust in life. I have learned to be a more loving person and a better Mom to my two sons. I found a new path in life and got away from things I wanted and focused on moments I had.
What choices have you made from life’s defining moments?
About Wendy: Another defining moment! This blog began as I looked for an outlet to write about my experience in donating my kidney on August 16th of 2012. I went through the surgery and came out stronger and more grateful that I was able to donate on behalf of my brother Tim.