Could there be a cure?
The above picture is for me the imagination of the lack of a (small) child. One of the most terrible things that can happen to a human being. Losing a child. To death. So close, so painful, so lonely. Such a big wound. I never had to give up a child to death myself. Well two “miscarriages”, one of which gives one of the fruits as very recognizable in my hand. My daughter and son-in-law had to go through it. And I was afraid of it, too, when one of my kids turned out to have cancer. Your world is collapsing! I'd seen it a lot with others. As a policeman, as a pastoral worker. Even people have to say, at all unexpectedly, your son was unfortunately killed in an accident. Do people have that much resilience to go through that? Time and again it turns out that this is possible. But also that it can not just happen A very long way sometimes. All life questions come by. Why? Why with me? What did I do wrong? If God is love, how can this be? What should we or should we not have done? Loss and mourning are painful and raw. When it comes to a child. But also when it comes to other lovers. When it comes to death, but also when it comes to divorce. If it's final, but also if you've already said goodbye to hope. Could there be a cure? I've seen it possible. I don't know if it always works. But if you can tell your story, receive healing, there could be healing. Scars will usually remain there. But they can also make you stronger. Could there be a cure? Usually it is. Healing, resignation, acceptance, and yet, no matter how difficult it is sometimes to get back to life. Sometimes, however difficult, give each other space again and move on together. And sometimes you need a little help with it. A listening ear, which can help a little to show where the road to recovery can begin.
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Mijn eerste kind, een dochtertje is 6 dagen na de geboorte overleden. Bijna 38 jaar geleden, pijn is weg getrokken, litteken in mijn hart blijft..