Nolan Eason

At 1:03AM on Friday, March 30, 2012 my first child was born - a son. We named him Nolan Eason. 21" long, 5lb 3oz. He was beautiful and perfect in every way, except that he was stillborn. As we searched for answers to his untimely death, we also searched for comfort. This blog was created as a way of working through my sorrow by trying to find something beautiful in the world each day. Hopefully, along the way it will help others to heal as well.

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Day 16: Seasons

Day 16: Seasons
Oct 16, 2013

There's no particular season that makes me grieve more heavily than another. I could say that March being the month Nolan died in is a sad month, but now March is also the month that Ronan was born in to. So I save Nolan's actual birthday for the one day in March that I allow myself to pine for him. I think of both of my sons as little leprechauns as they are both Irish babies born in March right around St. Patrick's Day. The first year after Nolan's death, every new season brought more sadness as it was suppose to be Nolan's first summer, first Halloween, first Christmas and first birthday. Now it's Ronan's first summer, first Halloween and first birthday so seasons are exciting to me as I watch him grow and explore each new season.

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