Family Friday: What a Shame

Family…

This word describes the very essence of who I am.  Without my family, I would not be!

Without my mother and father, I would not be on this earth.

Without my husband, I would not have a best friend and a sholder to cry on.

Without my children, I would not know the feeling of joy and excitement of life.

And honestly, family would be nothing without faith.

My guess is you all know where this post is coming from.

I was saddened when I heard about the Duggar family’s miscarriage.  That life was lost and now no longer is.

But what made me even more unhappy was the response I have seen from so many people.  People who believe that it was God who caused her to miscarry.  It was God’s way of telling her no more.

All I can say to that is, hogwash!

Fact is, life is life.  My heart breaks for Michelle because she has lost the life of her child.  Frankly, how many children she has is none of your business.  She believes that birth control is wrong.  I am pretty sure she wouldn’t come up to you and tell you that you are wrong for believing it is okay to use.

I have read some comments of people today going on and on about how we need to read the handwriting on the wall sometimes.  Circumstances show us that we need to stop something or continue something.

Are you trying to tell me that because my two children are special needs that God is telling me I am unfit to be a mother?  Or how about I need to stop because it isn’t fair to them or society?  Aren’t you afraid something will be wrong with Baby #3?

Yes, sometimes I am.  But, I have come to grips with the fact that my baby is my baby.  Bear and Lion’s genetic conditions are completely unrelated.  We have had the testing and met with many genetic counselors about it.  So I am perfectly at peace about the whole thing.

And like I stated before, a life is a life.  My baby is precious and so was Michelle’s.  I just wish people could step back for a moment and recognize she is grieving before they slam her all over the Internet.  I mean, realize that those comments don’t help.  How would you feel if you lost a child, especially so late in the pregnancy?

Anyway, I recognize I am ranting and a little bit venting.  But, I wanted to put my thoughts out there.  People never realize how much their words can hurt, or how much they can be misinterpreted.

I heard on the radio the other day a man explaining to a family that they shouldn’t adopt a special needs child because their family would not accept the child and it would be too hard for them.  Broke my heart!

Bear and Lion may be special needs, but they are worth loving.  And so was this child.

So, maybe we should step back and spread a little love and not so much hate…