This page is dedicated to
my husband Craig. I love
him so much and want him
to know that I know he
struggles daily too.

It must be very difficult

TO be a man in grief

Since "men don't Cry", and "men are strong"

No tears can bring relief

It must be very difficult to stands up to the test

And field calls and visitors

So she can get some rest

They always ask if she's all right

and what she's going through

But seldom they take his hand and ask

"My friend how are you?"

He hears her crying in the night

and thinks his heart will break

He dries her tears

and comforts her,

But stays strong for her sake.

It must be very difficult

to start each day anew

and try to be so very brave

HE lost his baby too.

Author: eileen knight-

hagemeister

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When I think back about the memories and times we had with Joshua, my
heart overfills with love and laughter, and I then am amazed at how ironic
that is. At times I feel that there is no love or laughter now that he is gone.
It is awe inspiring that a two year old taught my family and I all we know
about unconditional love, love that you give and you never take back. Love
that you carry with you until you breathe your last breath.

Sometimes at night I am afraid. Lately I can't decide if it is the night I am
afraid of or the morning that follows. Waking up and discovering that
Joshua's death was not some terrible nightmare. And yes, that I do have to
try to survive another day. Once, after Joshua died, Craig and I had that
discssuion. About how since he died we are no longer living our lives, but
rather passing time until we can be with Joshua again, and then all of our
lives will no longer be on hold. Then our family will be complete again.

ABOVE THE CLOUDS

IS WHERE I'LL BE

ABOVE THE CLOUDS

IS WHERE I SEE...

THE AWE AND SPLENDOR

OF BEING FREE

ABOVE THE CLOUDS

IS HOME FOR ME