It is the emotional wasteland of nothingness stretching mile after forsaken mile.
How to write a beautiful condolence card to someone who has lost a child or young adult. Since then I have lost my mother, my best friend and a 23 year old niece. My father-in-law died on my 61st birthday and other family members and good friends have lost spouses, siblings and parents.
There has not been—nor will there ever be—a shortage of occasions to receive and express condolences, and probably nothing harder to write than a card or letter to someone who has lost a child.
Why is this so hard? The screams and wails of those who received my first calls soon after the Sheriff and Medical Examiner left our house will forever ring in my ears. What can you possibly say or write to someone who has lost a child when you are dragged into your own nightmare just by thinking about it?
I found a new dentist.
It took me several years before I told my long-time physician how deeply sorry I was his son took his life—or that my father had taken his.
It took the death of my own son for me to instigate that conversation. I completely get how hard it is to write something. It reeks of being too easy and impersonal.
Find a pen and write something. The handwritten word is very powerful—your energy and emotion is imbued to the paper through the pen. Although I vowed at the time to never re-read the cards and letters—it is nice to have something that can be held and revisited.
Avoid attempts to compare, rationalize or project. In fact they are in the worst of all places—they are in hell— it is not helpful to remind them.
The opening line of this card really jumped off the page for us. Last month I had to put down my dog, Bippy, after 18 years. I thought I hated my cats and yet, as I confessed in Princess GanttI bawled like a baby when I held 22 year old Princess in my arms as the vet put in the needle to stop her heart.
I would avoid bringing up in a card any loss you have suffered. You are writing a sympathy card—not an empathy card. If you too have lost a child there are other ways you can be of great assistance. I will talk about that in another post.
Your first instinct is to rush to the store, buy that card, scratch out a few words and get it in the mail the next day. We got an avalanche of envelopes within the first few days.
Some of the ones we received later, like the one from Chris Cox, really stood out and meant a great deal to us. It is also prudent to take your time with what you write and avoid the malaprops that unfortunately occur, particularly in the midst of an emotional hurricane. We actually got a good laugh from it—especially at a time we thought laughter was also forever taken away.
We are generally horrible at this sort of thing—expressing our feelings, showing our emotions, admitting our armor might have a chink. This is your opportunity to rise above the chaos—to express your love and friendship when they really need you to do that—to make it personal.I have been gifted with many exceptional experiences since I was a toddler, before I had learned a spoken language.
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