I, only too well, know the pain my mother went through. Her words meant no harm, but to a child, they were painful. I have memories of my dad crying, and thinking I was "sent" because my brother was taken away, I would sometimes pray to God at night, to please take me up and send my brother back. My dad missed him so much. I remember always panicking after I would ask that, thinking that I really didn't want to go and was afraid that God might do what I asked!

I was too young to know that's not how things work! The real kick in the pants was one day, the local priest was coming around for block collections. I was in grade school at the time. My mother was talking to him and somehow, this story (of why I was here) came up in discussion. The priest AGREED with my mom that I was sent to be Jim's replacement!!!!

If I hadn't been convinced before, at that moment, I had no doubt! As an adult, I know God doesn't send one child when he intends to take another..........but as a kid........................
As I said, this life lesson DID teach me things NOT to say to my daughter, who was born 13 months after I lost Kyle. I will be sure history does NOT repeat itself!!!
