This is a poem that has been shared for many year's across the baby loss community. I remember when I first read this and I cried uncontrollably. Thank you to Joe's Mummy for sharing this with us all. Sending love to you during December across the globe. Remember together we are stronger and together we can support each other. #saytheirnames this Christmas. It’s the best gift you can give a grieving heart. 🎁
Poem by Joe's Mummy
“It was the night before Christmas and Santa was busy making his rounds. He was light on his feet making sure he didn't make a sound. But he took notice that some homes didn't have that Christmas Glee. So he decided to stop because he thought: “Now that just can't be.”
He softly crept into a mommy's bedroom and stopped in his steps, as he saw a little angel hugging his mom as she slept.
The little angel looked up and cried, "Oh, Santa you are finally here!! I've been waiting for you to help me let Mommy know I am near.”
Santa picked up the wee angel and softly asked: "What can I do? I'm just a simple toy maker I can't make your mommy's dreams come true.”
So the two of them sat and they thought for a while until the tiny angel jumped up and said with a smile:
"Let’s leave her a sign, a beautiful sign from above!
Let her know it's from me, sent from heaven with love!!!”
So Santa dug and he dug deep, in that big glorious bag that was filled with lots of treats.
He pulled out a beautiful white feather that look like it was made out of snow.
And he thought such a beautiful sign that only a grieving mother would know.
He placed it on her nightstand and kissed the angel on his head. Then placed him next to his mom as she slumbered in bed.
“I think I'll stay here with Mommy and visit her in her dreams tonight, She misses me dearly and needs to know I'm all right.”
As Santa made his way back to his sled, he wiped a tear from his eye. He fell to his knees and again started to cry.
Merry Christmas to all the grieving mothers across this big land. And let it be known your angels are with you, holding your hands...”
: : : Written by Joe’s Mommy : : :
"Have you ever wondered why children are no longer taught to write in cursive?"
And no, it is not by chance that they tend to use it less and less.
Writing in cursive means translating thoughts into words; it forces you to not take your hand off the paper.
A stimulating effort, which allows you to associate ideas, link them and put them in relation.
Not by chance does the word cursive come from the Latin "currere", which runs, which flows, because thought is winged, it runs, it flies.
Of course, cursive has no place in today's world, a world that does everything possible to slow down the development of thought, to fill it.
I think cursive was born in Italy and then spread throughout the world. Why? Because it was compact, elegant, clear writing.
But ours is a society that no longer has time for elegance, for beauty, for complexity; we have synthetics but not clarity, speed but not efficiency, information but not knowledge!
In general, we know too much and too little because we are no longer (generally speaking) able to put things into relation.
Most people can no longer think.
This is why we should go back to writing in cursive, especially at school. Because this is not just about recovering a writing style, but about giving breath to our thoughts again.
Everything that makes us live, that feeds the soul, that sustains the spirit, is connected to breathing.
Without breath, as the ancient Greeks said, there is no thought. And without thoughts there is no life."
Vivian Parra 💫
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