Survive

when i feel like dying, i sew instead.

Precious Days

We Remember

In the rising of the sun
And its going down.
We remember him.

In the blowing of the wind
And in the chill of the winter.
We remember him.

In the opening of the buds
And in the warmth of the summer,
We remember him;

And when we are weary
And in need of strenghth,
We remember him;

When we are lost
And sick at heart,
We remember him.

When we have joys
We long to share,
We remember him.

So long as we shall live
He to shall live,
For he is now a part of us as
We remember him.

(from the Gates of Heaven prayer)

Weston

This is memorial site for our beloved baby son, Weston James Gentry, who was born on March 25, 2003 and died April 28, 2003 in Texas Children's Hospital.

This morning, I've done some work on grieving...and it is very hard work. I'm getting rid of all of my baby stuff and I have so many items that remind me of Weston. Today, the hardest piece was a little flannel triangle I used for keeping him cozy in his crib and laying on his back. You have to keep babies on their backs so they don't smother in their blankets. Anyway, it drove me to tears....really strong ones for a full hour. Then I found hospital reports and nursing items and more reports. This drove me to the "chest" of Weston items and I began pulling out all the heartbreaking pieces. I don't know how often I'll post here. I don't think it will be often, but I do think it will be good for me. I love you sweet boy.