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To Echo My Wife...

DrummerWife and I were watching TV last night, and this commercial came on - there's this woman, dancing around holding her baby, and in the background the song "Be My Baby" plays. I couldn't tell you the product, but as soon as I saw what the commercial was, I turned to DrummerWife and just said, "Don't watch it!" Of course, that just made her want to look more. And stupid me didn't think to change the channel until it was too late.

She started crying. I went over to her, and just put my arms around her, and we just talked about Aaron, about losing him, and about how strange it is interacting with people who know what happened, but who seem afraid to acknowledge that it happened, thinking that it will upset us if they do.

We both feel the same way about that situation...we'd rather people acknowledge that Aaron lived, and that he affected someone in some way - any way, really - than pretend that nothing happened. It might upset us. We might get quiet, or we might cry a little. But that's better than half-heartedly pretending that he was never born, or that his short life didn't matter.

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Anonymous said…
Josh & Nikki,
Thanks for sharing your thoughts with us. God blessed Aaron with very special parents. Every baby, every little toddler boy makes me think of Aaron. I love Aaron and his beautiful name. He was the dearest, tiniest little guy I ever had the pleasure of knowing....and I thank God every day for that. And until we meet again, he will live forever in my heart and in my thoughts.

Aunt Roxie
Anonymous said…
I agree with Aunt Roxie . . . Aaron has been forever etched in our hearts and minds. We "the Sunday People" are grieving along with you! I feel & pray for you guys every time I see a baby/toddler boy . . . it always makes me think of sweet little Aaron. He will NEVER be forgotten to me! As I always say . . . he could never have been blessed with anyone more special than you guys for parents! He is such a lucky little guy! We love you guys so much and our love goes out to Aaron everyday! I don't think a day goes by that we don't mention Aaron as some point during the day.

Love you,
T.S.
XOXO
Anonymous said…
Many of of think of Aaron everyday. Grandpa Keith stayed up at the end of his shift this morning to go over to the church and clean up around the memorial garden for a storm several nights ago - Phil is on vacation. Aaron is forever with us. When I find someone who is comfortable talking about him, I can go on forever. I start my morning at work everyday with a "good morning, Aaron" to his picture that is proudly displayed on my desk. I end every night on my knees praying to God to get us through the next day.

Love, Mom
Anonymous said…
Wanted to let you know that I was at the Memorial Garden today . . . talking to "sweet little Aaron!" I find myself talking right out loud to him whenever I visit the Memorial Garden. I was also praying for you guys to get stronger with each day. As we were leaving the church today, I looked over and there was Sophie "investigating" the Memorial Garden and searching out Aaron's name . . . and fussing with the flowers that Great Grampa made so pretty for him.

Love you,
T.S.
XOXO
Anonymous said…
Every life is precious - no matter how little or long they are on this earth. Much love to both of you!

Courtney
Anonymous said…
Try to keep in mind that others are also sensitive about talking about Aaron. I found it difficult to listen to Nikki, on Sunday. So, I just got busy packing up for home. Like you, I find myself tearing up @ wierd times and I'm sure I have avoided the subject from time to time. I'm not sure I ever really mourned his death. I was dealing with and am still dealing with so much other stuff, I'm afraid I just protected myself and never let go. I know I have not mourned the promise of his life as I dreamed it would be. That happens every time I see a little boy. I think it will always be there.

Dad Y

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