When my kids were little one or both of them did something unsafe that scared me. I told them that if anything ever happened to them, that I would be the saddest mommy in the world.
Today is 7 months since Eddie died and now I know that is not true.
Today is 7 months since Eddie died and now I know that is not true.
Last week I saw a headless toddler pulled from the burned remains of a tent that was destroyed by bombs my tax dollars paid for.
His name was Ahmed Al-Najjar. He was the youngest in his family. His mother and two siblings also died in the attack.
His name was Ahmed Al-Najjar. He was the youngest in his family. His mother and two siblings also died in the attack.
Eddie died so peacefully. He was comfortable and surrounded by love.
Children in Gaza are dying cruel painful deaths. Burned alive in places that are supposed to be safe. Starving to death. Dying of infectious diseases because there is no sanitation and no healthcare.
Children in Gaza are dying cruel painful deaths. Burned alive in places that are supposed to be safe. Starving to death. Dying of infectious diseases because there is no sanitation and no healthcare.
There are layers of trauma that come with the cruelty of losing a child. Our trauma was eased by the love and support we had from our family and friends and everyone involved in Eddie’s care. Our trauma was eased by the months of bonus time we had with him.
Watching my child die peacefully makes the cruelty of what is happening in Gaza eat through my soul and my bones.
Death can be peaceful and beautiful even when it is tragic.
Death can be cruel and terrible.
Death can be peaceful and beautiful even when it is tragic.
Death can be cruel and terrible.
I lost a child and I am a very sad mommy but I know I’m not the saddest mommy in the world.
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