On my way to work last week, I saw a truck with a big white sticker in the back window. I didn't think too much of it because it looked like all the other "my kid is in xyz sports" stickers and I live in soccer momville anyway. I see these stickers all the time.
This one was a pic of a volleyball with some writing and dates. The volleyball was about 4-5" in diameter, so it was hard to miss. The writing was quite small in comparison. As I was sitting at a stoplight, my eyes wandered over to the sticker and I noted the name - first, middle, and last. I thought to myself that having that info on a car could be dangerous in parking lots and such... Then I saw the date...actually two dates.
The light turned green and all the cars were moving again. Now I wanted to read the sticker. Now I realized there was a saying on it as well. Now the truck was moving much faster than me and I was stuck behind a slow car.
I wanted to see if the sticker was for an angel. I think the dates were both in the same year, so maybe they were just really into volleyball. But maybe it was another mom or dad just holding to their baby's memory. I chased the truck for a few stoplights, but never could clearly make out the saying or dates. I'm still wondering about that sticker.
I realize that being an angel mom has completely changed how I see the world...and somedays I'm okay with that...somedays I'm better because of it.
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I was in the parking lot of a local subway about a year ago and there was a minivan with those stick figures on it for a family. One of them had a halo over it and underneath was a name with dates. A baby, a few days old, had died of a rare cancer. I wanted to go inside, to share with the parents that they werent alone, but I didnt know who the car belonged to and I just said a prayer and walked away. It really does change everything... Losing a child... The world is never the same.
I often wonder if the people behind me in traffic or at the red light see my baby footprints with wings a halo and Cadynce's name and date on it and wonder about her. I hope they do, I hope they wonder what happened and why we only had her for such a short time. I want her to be thought of.
I too wonder sometimes when I see stickers on cars just exactly what they mean
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