Sunday, March 28, 2010

A Simple Question

Everyday people ask each other questions. How are you today? Can I help you? Where is the restroom? Do you have an appointment? Are you hungry? etc. And there is one question that I really struggle with when people ask me.

 It is a common question, often asked by a stranger, or someone who does not know me very well. And I often ask it of other people without much thought.

This particular question is asked easily, as if the response should be quick to think of and absolute. But for me, the answer is not that easy.  In fact, it is confusing and a bit painful.

Curious to know the question...well here is goes...


How many kids do you have?


Easy right, most of you have probably already answered it for yourself in your head. But for our family, it is not quite so absolute.

Which leads me to another question. What is the definition of have?

Have: to be in possession of

So how many children do I have?   I guess the answer would be 2. I am currently in possession of 2 children. But does that truly answer the question for our family? Does that answer accurately portray what our family is about to the person asking? I would say no, not at all. In fact, the answer 2 is missing a very huge part of who we are as a family.

The fact is that Marshall and I have 3 children.  Two are here on earth with us now, and one has gone before us and is waiting for us in heaven.  But his memory, and his love...it is still with us.  And it will be with us until we join him in heaven one day.  He is still my child.  He always will be my child.  So how many children do I have...I would have to say the best and most accurate answer would be 3.  At least in my heart, I have 3 children.

Now you are probably wondering...so why is the question so hard?   You just reasoned out the answer, why would you not just say 3? 

Well, because the truth is, even though they asked, people don't really want to hear about my deceased child.  They might try to act like they want to, and they might try to act like they care, but the stranger that has asked the question in the first place usually doesn't really get it.  Whether they want to or not.  Whether they think they do or not.  They tell me how sorry they are, but I don't want their pity.  I really just want my son back.

Occasionally you might get a more favorable response.  A truly caring person that seems to somehow understand  how a loss like this truly affects a family.  But most people just give a generic response to something they really can't even begin to comprehend.

Or, the ultimate slap in the face is when the person asking you the question doesn't even flinch or act like you said anything.  They just keep right on talking.  They are the people who think that something like the death of a child would never happen to them, so they don't relate to you at all when you mention it.  They don't put themselves there even for a second, to try and understand some of your pain. 

Anyways, back to the original question...How many children do I have?  What do I normally say?  To be honest, it goes back and forth.  Sometimes I say 3, but most of the time I say 2.  And then afterwards I feel guilty.  As if I have forgotten Odell, or left him out of our family.  More recently I have been saying 3.  All the time, no matter what.  If for no other reason than to keep Odell's memory around.  Not in my mind, but in everyone else's.  Because he is just as much a part of our family now as he was when we held him in our arms. 



Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Happy Birthday GI Eli!



Wow!  Last week was the longest week!  Poor Eli was sick the entire week of his birthday.  In fact, he did not go to school a single day last week.  It was a long week for both me and Eli.  Asthma is a scary thing and I tend to freak out every time it rears it's ugly head.  By the end of the week we had been to the doctors office twice and he was on heavy nebulizer treatments.  When we asked the doctor if we should cancel the party on Saturday he said "No.  He will be bouncing off the walls anyways, you might as well go ahead with it!"
We were blessed with wonderful weather for Eli's birthday party and a fun time was had by all.  GI Joe was the theme, and everyone turned out in their camo.   Here is a picture of the cake.




Elijah and his buddies Mathew and Olivia




Blowing out the candles


Eli and his motley crew


The Zbeeb family was there to celebrate!


Baby Ryland and parents were also there for the party


Payton is an amazing babysitter if anyone needs one.  She loved helping with Ryland.



Payton and Eli's two great grandmothers from Marshall's side

Eli is feeling much better now, and so excited to be 5.  He was asking Marshall just yesterday, "hey dad, do you remember a long time ago when I was 4?"

A long time ago...that was last week :)

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

5 Years Old

Today is Elijah's birthday.  He is 5 years old.  I can't believe my little one is 5!  How time does fly.

Marshall has class tonight, so we decided to celebrate last night.  Marshall's mother and grandmother came over for dinner and cake.  And of course Eli got to open a few presents.

Eli started running a fever yesterday, to go along with a nasty cough that he already had, so he is home with his dad on his birthday.  He was feeling pretty crummy yesterday, but excited about the little family "party" that we had.  He is very excited about the party on Saturday.  Let's just hope he feels good by then.



Happy 5th Birthday Sweet Elijah 

Friday, March 12, 2010

True Love

My cousin sent me this link and I must share.  Click on the following link to see a precious elderly couple who could teach society a thing or two about the covenant of marriage.  How sweet is this?  I can't imagine being married for 85 years!  Heck, I can't imagine living to be older than 100.  And to think that I was excited about 10 years of marriage this year!  Aren't they cute?  Look at how old and weathered their hands are.  Just imagine all that they have seen and been through together as a married couple. 


http://specials.msn.com/A-List/Worlds-record-longest-marriage-Herbert-and-Zelmyra-Fisher.aspx?cp-searchtext=Worlds%20record%20longest%20marriage%20Herbert%20and%20Zelmyra%20Fisher>1=36010

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Brothers



Eli was 16 months old when Odell was born, so it is always a question in our minds exactly how much he remembers and understands about his brother.  The following conversation occured this morning on the way to church.  The car was quiet as I think everyone was tired, and then...

Eli:  Whenever I go to church, I think about Odell.

Me:  Really?  Why do you think about Odell?

Eli:  Because he is my brother mom!!!

Me:  Of course he is!  So you just think about him, just sort of remembering who he is?

Eli:  At church we talk about God, and Odell is with God, so I think about Odell. 

Me:  Oh. 


Makes perfect sense right.  All the more confirming that Eli has an amazing awareness of who his brother was, and where he is today.  The words of a child.