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#LiveItForGeorgie

I want to show you a smile.

Photo by Oana (@mamashaven)

Photo by Oana (@mamashaven)

Look at that beautiful smile!

It’s the smile of a little boy who has five more weeks to live.

His mom, Oana, doesn’t know it yet. For another few weeks, she’ll hope for happy news. For years more of his beautiful smiles.

And then, then she’ll be told he has just a few days to live.

She’ll ache through her precious moments left with him.

And she’ll be devastated when she says goodbye on July 5, 2014.

I’ve followed Oana’s remembering on Instagram.

July 4, 2015, is the one-year anniversary of Oana’s last day with her little boy.

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Photo by Oana (@mamashaven)

She’s asked people to #LiveItForGeorgie:

I want to invite you all, alongside family members and friends, to create a bank of memories in the memory of my boy.

You see, Georgie never got to do many things on this earth.

The simplest things, that we all take for granted.

Like

….eating an ice cream.

…playing in the park.

…writing a check to a charity.

Today, my boys and I held Georgie in our hearts as we played together.

My husband understood fully what my little pink sticky notes represented. My older son, Li’l D, understood a little. My toddler understood none of it at all, as far as I could tell, and that was beautiful, too.

Georgie was in our hearts, as we hope he might be in yours.

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Today, if you have a moment, please think of Georgie.

Please hold him in your heart as you do something kind, or brave, or difficult.

If you’re able, share it with Oana by tagging it #LiveItForGeorgie. Even if it feels awkward. Even if it feels small.

Remember that, no matter how you feel, she believes it’s the simple things that make life worth living.

Your remembrance of Georgie won’t bring him back, but it will be a little light shining–in part–by his having been here.

A little light enabling him to shine on.

p.s. Shaving my head a few years back helped me understand
a little how awkward people feel acknowledging death.
It’s part of why I decided I’d rather voice love poorly
than wait–eternally–for the perfect words, or
the perfect solution that will never come.

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  1. July 4, 2015 at 2:36 am

    Your children are beautiful, your family are beautiful. And this post was heart-rending ❤

  2. July 4, 2015 at 4:39 am

    My heart goes out to that poor, poor mom. We need to cherish every day to honor those who got so few.

  3. July 4, 2015 at 6:20 am

    Thank you, Deb! I have seen an outpouring of love in the form of pictures, messages and actions, all in Georgie’s name today. These gestures of love, no matter how small, lent Georgie a few more moments of existence but more importantly, they have kept his memory alive.
    I truly appreciate your involvement and your care. Love to you from us all.xxxx

    • July 4, 2015 at 7:01 am

      Your candor in word and image have opened my heart … to you, to Georgie, to life. I wish for a different, kinder world, but in this one, I am so thankful for that.

      I’m glad to hear about the outpouring. I hope it keeps coming through the day.

      We’ll be thinking of you all today and tomorrow as we make more memories thinking of Georgie. ♥

  4. July 4, 2015 at 7:02 am

    Thanks, my eyes get a little dry in the morning. I really needed those tears! You are a beautiful soul and your boys are so incredibly lucky to have you.

    • July 5, 2015 at 5:38 am

      Thank you. ♥ We actually saw an accident en route to Legoland a couple days back. Watching people slow down and crane their necks made me think, “That’s what I am: a grief rubbernecker.” But I don’t think the analogy’s totally correct, though it felt uncomfortable, for I watch with the intention not of driving by but doing whatever bit I can. Sometimes I wonder if it’s a bit like trying to Band-Aid a broken leg … but then I feel the sweetness of kind words and remain convinced of their import.

  5. July 5, 2015 at 2:32 pm

    I needed this reminder to not wait for the perfect words and voice my love in ,y own way, my own clumsy non-performing way…thanks…😊

    • July 5, 2015 at 2:34 pm

      Non-perfect….blasted technology!automatically corrects me!😕

  6. July 5, 2015 at 5:10 pm

    Thank you for this reminder of what is truly important.

  7. July 5, 2015 at 10:10 pm

    Oh wow! This just takes my breath away! We have everything we need when we have our children healthy and with us. Bless this mother! What a beautiful way to remember her child and remind each of us to live with more intention. ox

  8. July 6, 2015 at 3:51 am

    A great tribute through action. Well done!

  9. July 6, 2015 at 7:54 am

    You’re right. That is a beautiful smile. Sending hugs and love to his family.

  10. July 6, 2015 at 9:58 pm

    Oh, my, that is a beautiful smile. A beautiful soul taken much too early. My love to his wonderful family. And gosh, my heart just fills and breaks simultaneously – it’s so like Rand’s open-mouthed smile, so full of happiness!

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