In Memory of Ben

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Baby B, Benjamin David

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Ben (left) was born 7lbs, 7oz. Jack was born 6lbs, 5oz. They arrived at 38 weeks.

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July 4, 2010

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3 comments

  1. Karen says:

    Love reading your new site. I have been following you for a long time. I prayed for and with you while Ben was sick. I watched the funeral on TV and I cried. I continue to look at Ben’s picture on my computer, and I keep you and your family in my thoughts and prayers.

  2. Colleen Ludwick says:

    Mindy, you don’t really know me, but we have several mutual friends. My family and I have followed your story since the beginning… I have talked to my kids about Ben and your family so much that they still talk about ben today. We have sent 2 balloons up to him in heaven a year apart with messages and questions. My kid’s look at cardinals in a completely different way now (as well as I). Your words are so huge to me. I may not have the hardship of losing a child, but the possibilities are terrifying. We are promised nothing no matter how we navigate through this life. I’ll be staying close to your words since each day closer to heaven is truly a blessing.

  3. Anonymous says:

    “A CHILD LOANED”
    “I’ll lend you a little time A child of mine,” He said,
    “For you to love the while he lives
    And mourn for when he’s dead.
    It may be six or seven years
    Or twenty-two or three,
    But will you, till I call him back,
    Take care of him for me?
    He’ll bring his charms to gladden you,
    And should his stay be brief,
    You’ll have his lovely memories
    As solace for your grief.
    I cannot promise he will stay,
    Since all from earth return,
    But there are lessons taught down there
    I want this child to learn.
    I’ve looked the wide world over
    In My search for teachers true,
    And from the throngs that crowd life’s lanes,
    I have selected you;
    Now will you give him all your love,
    Not think the labor vain,
    Nor hate Me when I come to call
    And take him back again?”
    I fancied that I heard them say,
    “Dear Lord, Thy will be done,
    For all the joy Thy child shall bring,
    The risk of grief we’ll run.
    We’ll shelter him with tenderness,
    We’ll love him while we may,
    And for all the happiness we’ve known,
    Forever grateful stay.
    But should the angels call for him
    Much sooner then we planned,
    We’ll brave the bitter grief that comes,
    And try to understand.”

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