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Tuesday, August 21, 2007

What Makes a Mother...

I usually only post on here once a month around the month anniversary of Austin's death but today I find myself turning to the blogger as I use to do when Austin was going through treatment... I found it helped me so much to vent my frustrations and show the love I have for my son... Each day I woke up I woke up for Austin... Today with out him here I find it being the same, I wake up for Austin... I could just stay in bed and never get up but I know he would be so mad at me.. I want to live life like he did, to the fullest.. I treasure so many memories with him and am thankful for the best two years of my life... I miss him so much everyday but know he is near.. He shows me signs to keep me strong... If it weren't for him I wouldn't be who I am today... I needed him in my life to guide me to that person.. I am lost without him but know I can do it, or at least try.

I feel that I have gotten a lot out of Austin's treatment and death and found others have too but there are a few that have not and that surprises me.. I know I can 't teach the world on this but I thought that Austin dying would. I was wrong.. If you think back what God did for us.. He sent his son Jesus to us to teach us. Could Austin been one of his sent to us to teach us?? I like to believe so... God's son suffered and died for us.. I think our son did the same.. I think Austin dying on Good Friday was for a reason, it was a plan from God. Maybe I am the only one that sees this, that I don't know and understand but I do know we are all here for a reason and know Austin was here to teach us because we have all learned so much in the the two years he was here..

Austin got a piece of mail the other day from the Texas Transplant Institute along with bills from the hospital, go figure... The one from the Texas Transplant Institute was an invitation for a reunion for fellow transplant survivors, living donors, and those waiting for transplants.. It is being held at Six Flags...Man did it hurt getting this as I know Austin would of loved to go...It is called "Celebrate the Gift of Life"...

As I have had many findings of Austin's left behind, one constant reminder of him daily is in my car.. in the back passenger side window lies his hand print... on the rear view mirror lies a few little finger prints... I never wash them away as I feel it is him saying "i am here with you Mommy"... I have tried and tried to take pictures of it and it is just about impossible but here is the best ones out of them....one of them there are two dots and when I first looked at the picture I thought they were eyes... to me it looked like Austin looking in...




Austin's hand print



Austin looking in...


One night as I was trying to go to sleep, all of a sudden I could smell Austin's breathe as he was laying there beside me... I knew one day he would come lay with me as we did every night...

A few days later after getting out of the shower I heard a child's voice who sounded like Austin say "WEEEEEEEE" like going down a slide....

I am grateful for these constant reminders that he is around... I am grateful that I had him in my life... I found this poem that I feel expresses how I feel..

What Makes a Mother

I thought of you all, I closed my eyes
and prayed to God today. I asked what makes a Mother
and I know I heard Him say,
A Mother has a baby.
This we know is true. But God can you be a Mother
when your baby's not with you?"Yes you can!", He replied
with confidence in His voice,
"I give many women babies,
when they leave is not their choice."Some I send for a lifetime
and other's for a day.
And some I send to feel your womb
but there's no need to stay. I just don't understand this God,
I want my baby here. He took a breath and cleared His throat
and then I saw a tear.
I wish I could show you
what your child is doing today. If you could see your child smile
with other children and say,"We go to earth to learn our lessons
of love and life and fear.
My Mommy loved me oh so much
I got to come straight here.
I feel so lucky to have a Mom
who had so much love for me
I learned my lesson very quick
My Mommy set me free.
I miss my Mommy oh so much
but I visit her each day.
When she goes to sleep
on her pillow's where I lay.
I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek
and whisper in her ear,
Mommy don't be sad today
I'm your baby and I'm here."So you see
my dear sweet one,
your children are OK. Your babies are here in my home
and this is where they'll stay. They'll wait for you with me
until your lesson is through.
And on that day that you come home
they'll be at the gates for you. So now you see what makes a Mother.
It's the feeling in your heart.
It's the love you had so much of
right from the very start. Though some on earth may not realize
that you are a Mother until their time is done.
They'll be up here with me one day
and know you're the best one.
Written with love
for all the Mother's missing their babies
by Jennifer Wasik

3 Comments:

At 10:33 AM, Blogger mp said...

Elizabeth, that was so well written as I believe every word you said. I feel like our kids are on "loan" to us from God to see what we are going to learn, love, and grow as a person. And you are doing a great job. Austin has changed my life. Thanks for showing the handprints.

 
At 11:10 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Elizabeth, you couldn't have explained that any better than I could have! You are a wonderful mommy and just like the first blog I believe everything you wrote and I'm sure a lot of people do. We are all here for a reason, a purpose...some of us can find that purpose and others may not but we all know what your purpose is and what Austins was. He did a wonderful job of showing us Gods work and you do a great job of keeping that going. Seeing Austins hand prints on your window is a reminder to all of us that he is now watching over you, keeping you safe! I love the pictures and thanks so much for sharing them. I love to see pictures of him! D.Z.R.

 
At 3:42 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thank you for sharing that special picture of his handprint. Though not physically that hand touched many hearts. I know he touched my families. We think of Austin often!

 

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