How does one even begin to describe saying goodbye to your Godson? Adams face below says it all. This was our sweet Silas John Hays. He fell asleep in the Lord on Thursday September 4th after a long and brave fight with cancer. I share the next part because it renews my belief and faith that we are never alone and especially not at the time of our death and I hope it gives everyone reading this the same faith.
Silas, in the arms of his mother, with his Grammy there looked up and reached out his arms to what he saw as his mother told him it was "okay to go". "Mommy will be okay and Grammy will be okay." And in peace, Silas left this broken world for one with the angels where there is no pain and no suffering. He was not alone and he was not afraid. I believe even more fervently now that Jacob was not alone either even though we did not get to see the angels that came to be with him at the time of his death. I will be forever grateful to Silas for this. There is so much we can't see.
As I sit and type this Adam is playing church from the top of the stairs singing, "Christ is Risen from the dead, trampling down death by death..." He is right. But for now, I am sad. My heart is broken again. There is a space left that can't be filled. Our dear friends, who I thought would be spared from such a loss, just simply by knowing us and law of averages, they have lost their son too. Noah has lost his brother and Adam, Allie and Elena have lost a God brother as well as a brother. In a sweet monastery cemetery, four hours from here, lay four children we know in a row. Micah & Isiah, our sweet Jacob and Silas now behind him. How bittersweet.
We sang the "Last Kiss" again and as I waited in a long line of friends and family to give Silas his last kiss, as he lay in another coffin Dan had to build, that Dan was honored to build but never wanted to for any child, much less our Godson, I saw Silas' baptismal cross around his neck. The one we gave him at his baptism. How different things were those few short years ago before any of our sweet babies lay in a cemetery. I long for the day we are all reunited, but until then this world is missing a sweet sweet boy who has, in his short life, touched so many lives and will be remembered and dearly missed by so many of us for many many years to come. May Silas John's memory be eternal.
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| Bottom left, Isiah & Micah Weesner, followed by the white cross which is Jacob's with Silas directly behind him. |
