As life swirls around us, often feeling haphazard and out of control, we sometimes struggle to make sense of things. We feel desperate to know the meaning or to find our purpose in this life. Many of us have faith, family and love as our safety net. These are places that we go to for comfort, peace and security. These are things that we always have... until we don't...
Bridget, a blogger friend of mine, whose humor, intelligence and wit I greatly admire, lost her 11 year old daughter this Wednesday. Bridget writes at Stumbling Towards Perfect and has remained fairly anonymous with the identities of her family members. Her precious girl, whom she refers to on her blog as "Dotter", died in a car accident. Her 17 year old daughter, "Bean", was driving the car.
Becoming a parent is one of the most frightening journeys that a human can embark upon. Not only are you navigating the waters of often unknown territory, you are doing it with the deepest love in your soul and the fiercest feelings of protection and loyalty that you will ever know. That tiny, angry, shrieking infant instantly becomes the most important thing in your life. From the moment that you meet them, you know that your path is forever changed. In that moment that you first hold your child, you are suddenly overwhelmed by a kind of love that you were unaware existed. Your actual being is transformed when you become a parent.
Children change everything in your life. They can be charming and hilarious and exasperating and draining. Yet, no matter what they do, you unconditionally love them with every fiber of your being. Even though you do your best to enjoy every moment, you often live in fear that you will mess up somehow as a parent. Ever present is your greatest fear, which is to lose your child entirely.
I cannot imagine what Bridget and her family are feeling at this time. I can only imagine that it is akin to having a gaping black hole in your soul... a horrendous chasm in your very being.
Words cannot properly express my deep sympathy for this family. I struggle to make sense of any of this world, but it is particularly difficult when a child is taken from this earth. I'm a woman of faith, and I believe "Dotter" is in heaven, but I cannot imagine the anguish that Bridget and her family are experiencing. So the question arises, "What can I do?"
Another blogger, Brenna Jennings at Suburban Snapshots has set up a memorial fund for Bridget and her family. Please visit this site and donate.
In leiu of donating online, you can also give funds to a charitable account set up by the Walworth State Bank, where 100% of the funds go directly to Bridget and the family:
In Memory of "Dotter", C/O Walworth State Bank, PO Box 66, Walworth, WI 53184.
With a prayer in my heart that "Bean" recovers and that Bridget and her family can again find their way in this crazy world; I thank you all in advance for helping in any way that you can.
Hold your loved ones close.
Peace, Love and Hope,