Lost

Lost Boys

The first time I heard this song I loved it.  Then I listened to the lyrics.  Perfect description of what it felt like when I met that first bereaved mom at the hospital in our nurse, or when we did yoga for the first time with the other bereaved mom, or met with our support group of bereaved moms, or connected with other bereaved moms online.  I was lost, but all of you helped me to believe again.  This community of broken hearts is my family.

He sprinkled me in pixie dust and told me to believe, believe in him and believe in me.  Together we will fly away in a cloud of green, to your beautiful destiny.  As we soared above the town that never loved me, I realized I finally had a family.

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