“Before you were born I carried you under my heart. From the moment you arrived in this world until the moment I leave it, I will always carry you in my heart” By Mandy Harrison
To lose a child has got to be the most heart-wrenching unfair pain that anyone can possibly suffer. The moment I became a mother to even hear of another mother’s lose brings tears instantly to my eyes. My body goes cold and hot, my heart aches for the pain that parent must feel. It is with a terribly sad heart that I share Oliver’s story with you today.
You may remember a while back (almost 2 years now), I had the honor to work with Sarah Harding Traverso and Asobi Sport Family Fitness. For a few days I helped participate in filming a mommy/child Pilates inspired workout video.
Sarah has since left Las Vegas, and added two beautiful twin girls to her family. Sarah is one of the most genuine, kind-hearted, sweet, and inspirational people I know. I have never heard her be anything but positive and supportive. She went above and beyond in helping me handle the first deployment with my husband after my son was born. Her friendship means the world to me, and I would pretty much do anything for her.
Recently, Sarah who has never asked anything of me, reached out and asked that I share her nephew’s story. Last month, the Harding family suffered a loss that no parent should ever have happen. Sarah’s brother and his wife lost their son Oliver to the flu.
Please take a moment to read a snippet of Sarah’s beautiful post, and check out the rest on her blog Asobi Sport.
Friends have put together a memorial fund for Oliver, but if nothing else please take a moment to send a prayer or your thoughts out to this family. I know they could really use some additional support right now.
This Valentine’s Day, may we celebrate the lives of our children. Life is too precious. Life is too short!
Yesterday, my sweet little nephew, Oliver passed away. He caught the flu (Influenza A) which escalated into viral pneumonia. Complications quickly set in and his little heart stopped beating Monday morning— the day before Valentine’s Day. (The day before the anniversary of my brother’s proposal to his wife 11 years ago.) Oliver was three years-old and my brother’s only child.
My Dad, affectionately known as “PapaKen,” granted permission that I share some of his thoughts (below) with friends and other parents and families. May my father’s words give us hope and strengthen our faith during this heartbreaking time. May we always LIVE LOVE!
If you are the praying type, please send Zay and Laura your prayers, if not, please keep them in your thoughts. This has been an immensely difficult month for them. I can’t imagine the loss they are struggling to come to terms with.
I pray that Zay and Laura find peace in the memories they have of their beautiful baby boy Oliver whose life was lived way too short.
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