On Thursday night around 7 or 8pm the firefighters who came for Harley back in July stopped by our apartment to see how Harley (and us) were doing! It was such a sweet gesture!
I heard a semi in our apartment complex and just expected some car to be towed. When we looked out our window, we saw the fire truck pulling up outside our apartment. We were just worried they were there for our neighbor (she's my age [young] with a daughter that's the age Harley would be and she was sick the other day...) so I looked out our peephole to see if they were going next door and told Cameron 'They're actually coming here...' He answered the door and they were like 'Do you remember us?'
We talked for a while and they told us they still talk about us at the station and about how good we took care of Harley. They were genuinely impressed! It touched our hearts that they still thought about Harley and us. We told them Harley passed and they gave us their condolences. They said the day they came for Harley they wrote down our address so they could come back and check up on her, on us! They were so sweet! We want to do something for them like bring them all lunch one day down at the station. My cousin happens to also be a firefighter (different city, though) too, so I'm going to ask him what we could do for them. I just still can't believe it! I am so touched! I'm so glad Harley touched the lives of so many. Every day it seems I find someone else who Harley (or her story, even) has touched and how it changed their lives, if even for just a little bit. I love Harley so much, she still doesn't cease to impress me, even in Heaven. <3
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
So I finally felt up to it (and didn't forget) and went to my first meeing of The Compassionate Friends. First off, I couldn't walk in the door without breaking down and crying. Besides me, the newest person lost their son a year ago in September (it's been about 3 months now for me, doesn't seem like it, though). Hoenstly, bad first meeting to go to (it was their holiday celebration), but I'm so glad I did. They had a very emotional candle lighting for all the lost kids and everyone (even me) went up, lit a candle and put down a picture of their loved one and said "I light this candle for my (son, daughter, etc.), (name)" etc. It was so hard! Oh, and there was a slide show of all the lost kids and of course it was put to really sad music. Afterwards they had a pot luck dinner with everything from home made meatballs to Jack in the Box tacos. It was awesome! I tried not to eat too much, though because my husband had dinner waiting at home. Overall, I met some wonderful people there who know the loss I'm going through and are able to help me first hand. Their meetings are once a month, which isn't bad. I think I'll fit in just fine there and I'm really glad I decided to finally go to a meeting. = )