**Disclaimer** If you know me in my 'real' life and stumble across this blog- please know that I write here for healing, and to feel close to my Noah, and close to my grief. At times these letters may seem sad, angry, and at times, crazy. Please don't worry about me- this is how I help myself heal. If you have questions, just ask- if you know me well at all, you know that I love talking about my Noah.

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Her Necklace

Dear Noah,

Charlotte is 4 now. Although if you ask her, she would probably tell you she is '4 and a half and 3 weeks'. She growing up so fast. She is at a stage where, I think her little mind is really trying to figure out about you, Noah.  We have always been open and honest with her. YOu are part of our family, and in as many ways as we can, we include you- there are photos around our home, you have a scrapbook, your frog comes with us on trips and in photos, we speak about you very often. She knows you are not here, and are not coming back. She thinks of you when she sees white butterflies and rainbows, she asks most times when we pass a cemetery 'Is that where brother Noah lives?'

The other day, we were getting out of our car after being away somewhere for the day. Charlottes little friend fro across the street came over to greet her. it was a nice greeting! Then the little ones said- 'Charlotte, What does your necklace say?' , and charlotte went on to have a big conversation- one where I think the little girl was a little bit confused, but it helped me realize that Charlotte really does have a grasp on what she is missing by missing you.

The very one sided conversation went something like this:

L- "What does your necklace say'
C- 'Oh, It says 'BIG SISTER'. Because I'm Spencer's big sister. But I could have one that says little sister too, because I"m a little sister too, did you know that?' - Stopping for breath but not long enough for L to answer. "Ya, I was almost a little sister too, i had a big brother, who was only a baby, named Noah, but he died, because he was sick, he had a disease in his tummy.  So I almost got to have a necklace that says little sister, but at least I'm a big sister, and Spencer is still here'.
L- 'Huh?, Ok… Wanna play on your swings?'

Broke my heart and made it swell with pride all at the same time.

She's such a good girl… she's a strong girl.
Noah is lucky to have her as a little sister, just as Spencer is lucky to have her as his big sister.

Love you forever Noah,
Mummy




3 comments:

Krystal Sullivan said...

Oh my goodness. That just brought tears to my eyes. I so hope that if I ever have any more children, they will acknowledge their older brothers like that. I think it is so great that you incorporate Noah in your lives everyday.

Laura Jane said...

It's so amazing she gets it. I hope my daughters "get' it one day, too. <3

Aurelia said...

Oh, these playground interactions, they take your breath away sometimes! I am a fellow loss mom and every time I hear my son talk about his baby sister who died I experience a mixture of deep pride, love and deep sadness. It is not easy, but I think it is so important to include our lost babies in our families in ways that are meaningful to us and to support our living children to be comfortable talking about them.

This was a beautiful pice, thank you!