For a few brief minutes this afternoon I could not find my eldest son. He was not where we had arranged to meet. He was not where he might elsewhere have been. Rationally I knew he had to be safe. Irrationally I was filled with terror that I had lost my son.
My walk became a run, my pulse-rate was insanely high. And when I saw him I cannot articulate my relief.
I found my son today; in that time, I had an inkling of what it must be like for those families who lose their children under a wide variety of circumstances only to never be reunited with them again. I got to embrace my son, I got to yell at him for not being where he was and I got to cuddle him again. Bereaved parents will never know this relief.
In a few weeks it is Red Nose Day here in Australia where money is raised for the SIDS and Kids foundation. Richard and I are working on a special project that you can read about here. If you have lost a child or have a friend or relative you would like to give this gift to please leave their name request here. We will not charge for the JPEGS we send out.
I've also set up a fundraiser here. I know times are hard but as I work to honour my brother's legacy through Rory's Garden I know many families who need the wonderful support and counselling provided by SIDS and Kids. You can buy a red nose or make a donation here.
Every little helps
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