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Lessons I Learn From Samara

I learn alot from Samara. Many times I have admired her courage and her way of looking at life. Quite innocent and speaks what is in her heart. At the beginning of the new term, after picking her from school, Samara blurted out that they have a new boy in class and he is called Jaden. So she went ahead to say that now she knew 2 Jadens..her brother in heaven and the new boy in class. I told her that is true and we got home. I quickly wrote a text message to her class teacher explaining to her that she may hear Samara talk about her brother Jaden now that she has a classmate with same name. For sure, she did tell the teacher that she has a brother called Jaden and he fell sick and went to heaven and that she loved him so so much. I initially worried about how she will cope in class with the new boy and it has been over a month since the new term began and believe me she has never mentioned the boy again.

As I reflected on that experience, I thanked God for allowing us to talk openly about Jaden. How we love him, how we miss him and how it is ok to have all those feelings. I was thankful that we have talked to Samara about him and that she can therefore be comfortable in a situation like she is in..having to deal with another boy called just like her brother, and I am so proud of her.

As for me,I do not think I have gathered the courage yet to be around a child called Jaden. I freeze for a bit when I hear the name..Some Saturday there was a kids radio show and a boy was introduced as Jaden and my eyes got teary. Last Sunday in our Church there was baby dedication and another child shared then name and I thought I could handle it but my heart was blue for a while. So I admire Samara, I am thankful that the Lord knows she can handle it everyday.

Today, I was just passing through the newspaper and in the obituaries, there was a picture of a baby girl. What caught my eye is that she had passed on 28years ago on this particular day and her family still remembered her.I didn't even blame them, I could only identify with them. That void can never be filled, not by another child or anything and that is ok. The Lord gives us courage daily to face our days, a step at a time.


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