Bennett-Chadlen Roy spent his entire 8 days of life at the Sick Kids Hospital NICU (Neonatal-Intensive-Care-Unit) in Toronto, Ontario, Canada. He grew his tiny, perfect wings surrounded by his entire family on Good Friday, April 6th, 2007.
It was a bleak, and heart-wrenching day for everyone.
Not only was my heart breaking because I was losing my precious newborn son, but it was breaking for my other little boys who had just met their baby brother for the very first time hours earlier. We had no idea that things would turn out for the worst that day.
It was to be a day of celebration and joy as I introduced Tristan, Mason, & Tanner to their little brother Bennett. We had all waited so very long for that day to come.
Tristan was 8----old enough to comprehend what he was witnessing.
Tanner was 4.....and just totally overwhelmed with all of the people around and the machines in the hospital room.
Mason, 6---was so full of wonder and amazement as he gazed upon his little brother's face.
They say a picture speaks a thousand words.....these photos say it all.
Bennett-Chadlen passed away on Good Friday, the beginning of the Easter holiday weekend. My boys were experiencing a myriad of emotions.
The long trip in a snow-storm to meet their baby brother.
Having to say goodbye mere moments after they said "Hello".
The Easter Bunny---so grateful to Margaret for making sure they had their Easter treats.
The wake.
The funeral.
The burial.
The grief.
A mother whose heart was so terribly broken that I could barely breathe,
let alone hold it together for them.
Remember the children......the siblings......their love, their loss, their hurt.
