π»π‘œπ“Œβ€™π“ˆ 𝒾𝓉 π‘”π‘œπ’Ύπ“ƒπ‘” ?

… it’s a question you ask in parenthood the moment your child leaves your arms, exits your home, or quite frankly does anything outside of your presence for more than just a few hours.

Your partner takes the baby for a while: you find yourself checking in, β€œHow’s it going?”

Date night with your spouse: you’re texting Grandma a few times, β€œHow’s it going?”

New routines for your toddler without your supervision, you message the teacher, β€œHow’s it going?”

The school bus drops off your older child: you surely have to assess their day by asking, β€œHow’s it going?”

Even… your critically ill child stuck in the ICU for months on end: you sprint to that nurses station every morning to get a report on β€œHow’s it going?”…

We want these updates; we’re entitled to them as parents… aren’t we? But what happens if those answers don’t come; if you’re met on the other side of that question with a vague β€œgood”, or better yet, a confident β€œjust trust me” response … we ask for more detail; our hearts crave that detail.

Certainly one of the hardest parts of this journey inside β€˜Bereaved Parenthood’ is saying β€˜goodbye’ to your child, knowing that your question of β€œHow’s it going?” will never be answered (in detail) again.Β  Us β€˜Bereaved Parents’ are left with retraining our minds to solely trust in Him, and no longer survive off our own discoveries through our daily β€œHow’s it going?” interrogations…  It’s incredibly hard. It’s against our every instinct in our parental bones.Β  Yet, He who watches over our children, loves them as His own, even down to promising to wipe their every tear (Revelation 21:4).Β 

Five whole years is an awful long time to not get the specifics on β€œHow’s it going?”.Β  But, if God as our β€œbabysitter”, assures us, even in writing, that our child’s is loved, safe, and happy, I guess that’s all any good parent can really ask for after all…

(When I said β€˜goodbye’ on 4.9.20 … my heart broke when yours became whole, Theodore. But, Mama is one year closer to squeezing you, and asking once again, β€œHow’s it going?” … I love you 🧸)

-❀️Alexandria

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