When I was just a little girl, I knew I wanted to have at least six children when I grew up and married. Many more than six children blessed my life, one birth son, one stepson, three adopted daughters, two adopted sons and many foster children.
Three of those precious children now rest in the arms of Jesus.
That little sweetheart blessed our lives and taught us so much in the short eight years that she lived in this life. She was totally disabled but that precious little girl had the sweetest smile. Her brain was the size of a quarter, she could not sit alone, walk, talk, use her arms and legs, or even turn over.
When we were out in public with her people were drawn to her, when they talked to her, she would smile so big. The pastor of our church played drums, when the music stopped, and Krystal could not hear the drums she would say “Hey”. The congregation could not help but laugh. That was the only sound she ever made, she never cried or made any other sounds.
Clint, was my only birth child. He was born on a cold snowy day in Virginia. He was a sweet gentle soul with a heart as big as the world. He loved being in the woods and at a lake or a river from his early childhood days until the day he left this life. We spent many weekends on the river. Camping and fishing was so much fun with our friends.
As an adult he loved going on hunting trips with his father. They would hunt elk, deer and pheasant. He loved animals and we had many in his younger days. He was a great father to his stepchildren and a great grandfather to his grandchildren.
Susie was next to the youngest adopted daughter. She came to us as a foster child at birth, we adopted her at age four. She was a happy child always smiling or giggling. She was inquisitive and ran more than she walked. But at the age of eight her long journey with mental illness began.
When she was about twelve they put her on medication for OCD and gave her a possible bipolar diagnosis. She was in and out of psychiatric hospitals and offices for the next several years.
She was diagnosed Bipolar/Schizophrenic at the age of 18. She married at age 20 and her husband took over her care. She was not able to care for herself and caring for her was not an easy task. She needed professional care 24 hours 7 days a week and there was no such place. She lived on the streets and in the woods a lot of the time.
The mental health system let her down. She now rests in the arms of Jesus and no longer suffers. This mama is at peace because I know she is safe now.
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Thank you for sharing your losses with us, Mags. Take care my friend and would be neighbour.💞
You are welcome and thank you sweet Anne. I hope to feel up to posting something soon if I can think of something to write about. ❤
I will look forward to it. 💞 Take care, Mags.
Having lost just one child, I cannot imagine the pain of losing three. Prayers for you.
Your prayers are much appreciated and felt. Hugs and blessings
Mags,….what can I say. I am so sorry for your losses just don’t cut it. You are obviously one wonderful, loving woman, mother and grandmother, (as well as wife?) There needs to be more big-hearted people like you! Your heart is one beautiful creation! You are an example to all of us.
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Thank you. I love children and animals and do what I can to help any in need. They have all helped me more than I have helped them. I am a better person because of all the children and animals that have been a part of my life. Thank you visiting and taking the time to comment. Hugs
I love how you wrote this for your beautiful family you alway’s do wonderful with word’s
Thank you, sweet Judy for your kind words and visiting the page. Hugs ❤
Love you Maggie
Thank you! For visiting and loving me.
you are a special lady as was mr. M a special man. You always had the Lord with u and God is your father in everything/ glad you have a new blog/
Neither of us ever felt special nor do I now. When one is doing the will of the Lord it does not fail. Thank you for stopping by and leaving a nice comment. Hugs
Beautiful tribute to your precious children, Sweet Sis. I feel your heart in each word. Sending huge hugs and love. ❤ ❤
Thank you, sweet Sis. Thank you so much for the huge hugs and love I can always feel them. Love to you sweet Cheryl and sweet Bella. ❤
What a beautiful tribute to your children. There is no greater love than the love of a mother for a child. I cannot even imagine the pain of losing one child, but losing three is unimaginable. Bless you for sharing this! Many hugs!
Thank you so much for your nice comment and hugs both are appreciated. Big hugs, love you bunches!