The ‘Club’

I’m a member of the club that no parent wants to be a part of.  I have a tattoo of hurt branded on my heart.  I have experienced a loss that no one can understand, unless they have lived it.

This club unfortunately has several members, too many.  So many of them have become a part of our lives.  They have reached out to us and showed us more kindness and love, and they were mere strangers 10 months before.  Thank you all for welcoming us with open arms.  Thank you for standing by us when others could not.  Thank you for always being there.  

During the worst time in our lives, we’re lucky.  Lucky to have these amazing people to stand beside us.  I wish that none of us had to be in the club.  I wish that we didn’t have to meet each other this way.  I wish a lot of things.

Author: sheriroaf

Sheri Roaf is the mother of four wonderful children who turned to blogging after her 17 month old son Bennett passed away unexpectedly. Through her writing she has found a way to help herself and her family move forward in the face of tragedy. View all posts by sheriroaf