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Even though we lost little Hunter I can tell you that our family would not have changed a thing. To have this beautiful soul in our lives, – and then to have lost him (temporarily) is bitter sweet, but in the end we have learned so much in such a short time.
With this I have to share the poem my Daughter wrote for her son on the morning of his funeral. She asked me to read it – somehow I did get the strength.
This poem brings tears to my eyes every time I read it.
This Is Going To Hurt
“This is going to hurt”
The nurse said to me, only hours after having my special baby; it was about a shot, but I knew better, it was about the journey ahead of me.
“This is going to hurt”…
I saw you for the first time, so little and so frail, I knew instantly you were my life’s mission and I knew I couldn’t fail…
“This is going to hurt”….
I took you home and raised you, amid Dr’s warnings, trying to prepare; your big brown eyes and fuzzy red hair caught me unaware, they nestled themselves deep in my heart and I felt such joy… and I just loved you beyond all others my precious baby boy…
‘This is going to hurt’…
Hunter
It wasn’t easy for either of us; doctors words, needles and pain.
Sweetheart for all the time it gave us I wouldn’t change a thing.
Those late late nights of holding you and kissing your double chin, your feistiness and tiny hands, gripping my thumb within.
Your sweet gaze full of love, staring at my face… for all the love I felt from you and God’s amazing Grace…
‘This is going to hurt’…
Nine months, sweet boy I held you; nine months, I watched your strife; nine months, we fought together to keep you in this life…
But your little body couldn’t bare what your spirit tried to best… and together we decided to let your little body rest…
“This is going to hurt”…Hunter
I know you are up there watching, playing with angels in the sky. Please forgive me baby boy if all I want to do right now is cry…
Such a blessing to all who knew you, so many sweet moments time cannot replace. Sleep in Gods arms little one and know you have found your place.
Play with your family up in heaven dear, look forward to the day I join you amidst all the beauty up there. I will once again hold you and gaze at your darling face. Know that I wouldn’t change a thing, not one memory would I erase…
It was worth every ounce of hurt…
I love you Hunter baby….
Love Mom
