Joe and I went out to dinner tonight at a local restaurant. As we entered the door, a cute little blond-headed boy in a high chair sitting with his grandparents watched us come in and sit down. He waved to us and then proceeded to play peek-a-boo with me. What a cutie. Such a friendly, open little guy. He reminded me so much of Jason.

As we waited for our food, Joe and I sat and talked about how much he reminded us of Jason, how much we imagined and wished that would be us – grandparents taking our kids out to eat, having the grandkids over to play, little Jason’s running around our house. Wishes of things that will never be.

As they grandparents and little boy left, he waved goodbye. I told them how much he reminded us of our son when he was a little boy and asked his name. His name is Jase, which was one of our nicknames for Jason. Oh, how I miss my precious boy.


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About Rebecca Carney - One Woman's Perspective

My name is Becky Carney. My husband, Joe, and I have been married for 45 years. We have two living children, Eric (42) and Jenna (37). We lost a baby in utero at 19 weeks in 1987. In 2002, our middle son, Jason (19), and his best friend, Alina (20), were broadsided by a drunk driver who was going at least twice the speed limit. They both died instantly. This blog is written from my perspective as a bereaved parent. I don't claim to know what it's like to walk in anyone else's shoes. Each situation is different; each person is different. Everyone handles grief differently. But if I can create any degree of understanding of what it's like to be a parent who has lost a child, then I have succeeded in my reason for writing this blog.

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