WARNING: post and video could be a downer. I don't want to bum anyone out....so take that as you will.
It was three months, today, that I gave birth to Beckett. It seems like last week and at the same time, it seems like a lifetime ago. A quarter of a year sounds like such a large expanse of time, and the amount of healing that has occurred is equally immense. Sometimes I feel like I am doing "too" well. Some days are pretty calm and gentle and my thoughts of Beckett are simple, fleeting and bittersweet, but some days things are a little more raw and intrusive. It is on those serene days that I worry about when the next wave of pain will engulf me. This grief will never go away...it just lies dormant like a sleeping giant and it is the most random things that wake it. I can talk about Beckett and my experience and have no problems, tears etc..(in fact, I want and like to talk about it. I know that a lot of people do not want to talk or hear about it...and this is a whole other topic for another day.) It is silly things like looking at magazines in Barnes and Noble and seeing pregnancy magazines, hearing a song, seeing an ambulance, seeing a lumbering 35 week pregnant woman heavy with child, or watching a cooking show that I watched in the hospital. These are the simple things that might set me off. ...and sometimes I want to be set off; sometimes I need that release; sometimes I want to remember every little detail or tap into that universal well of pain. Sometimes I want to feel sorry for myself, Bob, Beckett, my parents who would be grandparents soon for the first time.
This week I finished our letter to Beckett. I hope to read it at his memorial on March 17th. I am not ready to share that here, but I did decide to share Beckett's video that I made (it has been revised and you can see the revision and a much better quality version of the video HERE at Photodex.com type in Careyayn22 in the member name box and my videos come up. It is obviously the Beckett one.) It may ask you to download the viewer. This is a completely safe file to download. This does not work on Macs unfortunately. Otherwise, the above video gives you a mini version of our video. We used the song "Chasing Cars" by Snow Patrol because the day after Beckett passed and we were released from the hospital, we heard this song on the radio on the way to the funeral home and it hit a cord with both of us at the time.
I did a second version of the video too. I find that one too painful to watch. It is the same video but with a different song. I used the lullaby, "All the Pretty Little Horses." First, have you ever listened to the entire song? It is very sad, melancholy and a little disturbing. Also, when I was holding Beckett, it was the song that kept going through my head. I wanted to sing it out loud so bad, but I just couldn't get the words out of my mouth. I knew I would regret not singing to him (and I do), but I just didn't have the strength at that time to do it, so I sang it for him in my head.
I told my friend Amy this story a couple weeks ago and we were laughing through our tears. We just had to laugh at how pitifully sad it was. Does that make any sense?
OK, sorry for the downer post. I just felt like I needed to share. I guess today is just one of those raw and intense days.
FYI: I noticed that the menu on the video posted at Photodex is for another show. Sorry, I will try to fix that later and upload it again. The video still works though. Also, if you go to that site, will you let me know if the music works for you? For some reason when I check out videos lately, the music skips a lot. I don't know if it is just me or the website. So just E-mail me either way...thanks!