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.

Thursday, October 24, 2013

Day 24: Artwork

Day 24: Artwork
Oct 24, 2013

We were given several piece of artwork to remember Nolan by, all were dealing with the ocean, sand or sky. Several of the pieces were Nolan's name written in the sand with a beautiful ocean background. My favorite is the purple sky sunset with Nolan's name written in the sand given to us by several of my friends from high school. Another favorite is of an angel drawn in the sand with the ocean water rushing up to meet it. The ocean will always be a symbol to us of Nolan. We had the ocean in mind when we made his nursery and Marshall had big dreams of taking him surfing in that ocean. To me the ocean reminds me that there are forces out there much more powerful than us and to which we have no control over. Every day the tides ebbs and flows, no thanks to any human intervention. No, there's a force much greater than any we could create that moves the vast ocean back and forth. It's humbling really and makes us aware of our place in the vast universe.


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