At the end of January when we first announced Noah was going to another family I didn't expect anyone to understand. I fully expected people to respond harshly and critically to the idea of letting our little boy go, but instead we were met with absolute compassion, understanding and condolences. Everyone knew that little boy had our hearts completely, we had given him every bit of ourselves, and that letting him go was excruciating. Immediately our home was filled with flowers and warm pieces of love, support and encouragement. When he passed away a few weeks later I again didn't expect people to understand we were hurting, but we were again overwhelmed by all the unexpected love and support that filled our home and hearts.
We've been going to grief counseling since shortly after letting Noah go and in the last two weeks we've been doing a lot better in our healing. We still miss him horribly and still hurt but now we have more peace. I'm thankful to have constantly been surprised by how kind, compassionate, and thoughtful the people in our lives have been.
P.s. This beautiful print was given to us last week by some of our friends visiting from Oregon and is from the hymn 'Be Still, My Soul'.
"Be still, my soul: The Lord is on thy side; with patience bear thy cross of grief or pain. Leave to thy God to order and provide; In every change He faithful will remain. Be still, my soul: Thy best, thy heav'nly Friend Thru thorny ways leads to a joyful end."