some facebook friends astonish me with their courage and their strength. the things they have overcome, the things they have left behind, the things they endure. f2fb friend #311 julia kovach is just like that. and i have given her a task and i sure hope she doesn’t let me down. but first. . .
then i drove across the state of michigan to southgate to meet julia. i have only noticed her this year because she has a wonderful blog — journey with julia at juliakovach.wordpress.com–and we are facebook friends. she has sometimes had trouble with agoraphobia and anxiety and has a lot of “pajama days”. . .
thirty years ago, on july 8, 1984 julia gave birth to a son. it should have been a happy moment, but michael kovach was born and died premature. julia got to have one moment of holding her son and then his body was donated to science. i think julia has struggled with that experience since.
in 1993, richard paul evans published a book called the christmas box about a woman who mourns a child at the base of an angel statue. the angel has the word hope embedded in its right wing. it was fiction, but the image resonated with people who are part of this club that nobody ever asks to join.
in salt lake city an angel statute, complete with the word hope embedded into its right wing was commissioned and in the michigan memorial park there is a similar angel. this angel has been built all over the country and i got to thinking. . . . . .
every december 6, parents gather around the angel in michigan memorial park, in salt lake city, wherever they are, for a candle lighting. and when julia first attended, well, i’ll let her tell you.
i admire julia and her writing and the way she manages to keep a positive attitude about things. and i remembered that in going to detroit i would be meeting with f2fb friend #302 brenda jeffries, who lost her daughter raven. i had three hours in the car to listen to yammering talk radio, a book on tape, my very exasperated gamin gps dude, and to consider how to be a facebook matchmaker.
April 4th, 2012 at 2:59 pm
I can’t view the video (computer glitches), but thank you for the wonderful story. I don’t know how much I can help, but if I let you down it won’t be for lack of trying. It has been a blessing to meet you and to know you even a little! I hope to attend your party! Thanks again, Arlynn! You’re one special lady! xoxo
April 4th, 2012 at 3:45 pm
Arlynn, I so relate to your posts. Though I am no longer suffering from the agoraphobia I experienced in my teens, I do have a debilitating form of muscular dystrophy. My weeks are full of pajama days. But I have found ways to continue to contribute and be joyful in spite of…
I really enjoy your posts and the wonderful connections you are making everywhere. thank you for your inspiration and wonderful you.