Our hearts sank when attempt after attempt to find a heartbeat went by unsuccessfully and then they crashed when the doctor performed that final, short and yet eternal ultrasound, shaking his head, telling us he was gone. We finally, the next morning, got to see him be delivered and to hold him, but he was already gone. I have never felt such loss before.
My future of playing with him, teaching him about life, riding motorcycles... all gone now.
But wait. The end is the beginning.
The hope of seeing him again hovers over us. He is at peace and is whole. Perfect now. And I will see him again and be able to tell him face to face that his Dad loves him very much.
So, in honor of Nathan Isaac Parker, who never got to experience this life but is experiencing a much fuller life now... a song for you, son.
Love,
Dad

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