Tomorrow marks
38 years since my nephew was born straight into Heaven and the presence of
Jesus. I have written about this day many times over my twenty years of
blogging, and sometimes one of the challenges of remembering an event so many
times in the same space is trying to find something new and meaningful to say
that says it better than you said it before.
But also, sometimes what you
said before is still worth hearing!
So let me point you to a few
posts I’ve written over the years, and maybe you can find something in Kirk’s
story that is meaningful to your own story today.
Here is a post
I wrote where I shared some quotes my sister said to the kids in their church
one week after Kirk’s birth and death. She wanted to do the children’s sermon
at their church so the kids could understand the inexplicable. She did such a
beautiful job, and I’m still in awe of her words.
Reflections and a letter to him on his twentieth birthday – a milestone that felt
mind-blowing then. 38 is so much harder to grasp!
On his 21st
birthday, I visited his grave and spent some time writing, remembering,
and reflecting.
In honor of his 30th
birthday, I published the story I wrote about him back in junior high! I am so glad
I wrote this (for an assignment) before the memories faded. This was the very thing
that pushed me to help others write their children’s birth stories so they can
hold the memories forever.
And now it’s been 38 years. My life is not defined by this loss but it is marked by it. Marked for the better, by the way. Because Kirk lived, my life is forever changed. I will always honor and celebrate that by honoring and celebrating his life!

1 comment:
Aww, iit's my Kirk Senior. Thank you!
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