Although they died many years ago, I still have the Polaroid shots taken by their attentive and caring nurses.
Despite their best efforts however, those pictures did little to comfort me and their father at the time.
My life was forever changed in an instant. Nobody knows what to say. The usually articulate are silent; the religious offer such words of comfort as they can; family and friends alike are mute. You are simply in a state of stunned disbelief. You go home to an empty room, a tidy crib and a heavy heart. Losing one child was terrible. Losing another a year or so later, as in my case, was almost unbelievable.
And I know others who have endured even more loss than have I. There is no measure to grief - it is what it is to those left behind. Life goes on as it must - the wounds heal, but the scar remains. After a while, you begin to regain some semblance of normalcy to your life.
Comes a time though when you are looking through some old familiar picture album and you see the gaps in time where these precious ones would have been. And you may wish you had a portrait of them - something to show for their lives; something to celebrate their existence however brief and something to share with their brothers who know of them, but never saw them.
Lest someone think such a portrait morbid, I assure you it is not.


Comments: 49
I am so sorry for your loss and I believe that I would be one of those people who simply couldn't find the words to express my sorrow. Thank you for sharing this painful memory with us as it may touch someone who needs your words right now.
I'm terribly sorry for your loss, Pamela, I can offer no words of comfort, as you pointed out, there really aren't many that us mere mortals can offer, all I can say is that I understand. I'm glad you have found your way on the path to healing, you're right, the wound heals but the scar remains.
Hugs ....
On one hand, I would like to have a photo of my older brother, that died in Moms' arms, just 6 weeks old; but, on the other hand, even though I didn't mind people taking pictures of my dad at his funeral, I didn't want any for myself.
It comes down to personal choice, and there is no 'wrong' way.
I believe it is right for you to remember your sons as human beings who were members of the family, still are members of the family, and forever will be. With all there is to a human being: a name, a face, a personality.
Cheers
God Bless and TY for sharing this.
Bless you, Pamela for sharing!
This idea of Victorian mortem photography is indeed very interesting. Thanks for sharing.
Vivian,
I agree- I think of them mostly at holidays…TY a lot
Donna,
That southern tradition continues to this day. I have seen them taken in couches and nowadays I have seen a return to laying out people on couches and chaise lounges…ty much
Alison,
Thanks for your note—over time the memory doesn't upset me as much but it still brings tears to my heart every so often. Thanks.
Ron,
Ty- appreciate your thoughts.
Stacey,
My sons were dead but not decomposing in any way you could discern by any means. Thanks for your comments.
Barbara,
Ty for sharing this thoughtful insight and appreciate it. You have my sympathy in the loss of your mother.
LL d'Merle,
Thanks for you reading and your note.
Donna B,
Thanks for sharing this.
Jill,
Even though you have no pictures I am sure you hold a special picture of her in your heart…
Debbie,
Thanks for your comments-appreciate your taking the time.
Ina,
I so agree-morbid it is not!
Elizabeth,
I agree…see above!
Patricia,
Thanks for the read and the comments.
Ghostly,
Thanks for sharing your thoughts in what must be a very difficult time for you.
Marianne,
Thanks very much-sorry for the loss of your brother.
Vicky,
Yes they can be a great comfort.
Charlotte,
It was sad but I grew from the experience. Took a while…
donna,
And I have to agree with both of you!!
Lori,
Thanks very much.
Minnie,
You are right—thanks.
Carol,
Appreciate your thoughts.
Virginia,
Personal choice---so true.
Hajo,
Thanks for reading and for sharing your thoughts.
Janet,
Sorry about the loss of your mother. .Thanks for sharing.
Bert,
I salute your compassion.
Phyllis,
Appreciate your kind words.
Sonia,
Thanks so much.
Tab,
Thanks for reading and sharing your feelings.
whom I now call my faraway sons....
Love to you all!!!
Im sos orry that this happened to y ou-twice. you are in a good place, and keeping the photo isnt nuts because you have lived beyond it. you are in my thoughts :)
How much I appreciate your sharing your thoughts here.
Thanks for this.
You have my sympathy. TY for sharing.
TY for sharing your interesting perspective.
Thanks for your insight.
Ty for your observation.
I'm sorry for your loss and I'm in favor of whatever brings comfort to get you through a very difficult time.
I'm a perinatal pathologist (I take those photos, in additional to diagnosing what went wrong).
In spite of reassurances from the nursing staff, I always thought the practice of providing a "memory box" with baby photos and footprints must be disturbing to the family.
I'm glad to know they have some value.