Shel­lie and her fam­ily has suf­fered an immea­sur­able loss. I am heart­bro­ken for her. I only know her through her blog-but when you read what some­one writes on a reg­u­lar basis, you get to know them. She’s also a mil­i­tary wife-so I feel an extra con­nec­tion to her. Today the worst pos­si­ble thing that can hap­pen to a mother occurred. She lost her two year old son to drown­ing, her hus­band is deployed-but I hope she knows she’s not alone, that she has her own army sur­round­ing her now with love.

Here is a won­der­ful post writ­ten about Shel­lie. As usual the blog­ging com­mu­nity is cir­cling around pro­tec­tive, and will try to do what it can to help com­fort her –if that is even pos­si­ble in the most minute way…

I’m hold­ing her close and tight in my heart. Pray­ing for her.

Decem­ber 15, 2009 9:40 a.m.

I had a rest­less sleep last night. I kept wak­ing. Think­ing about Shel­lie. I don’t know her personally-but my heart really is break­ing for her. I’ve always had this prob­lem, I’m emo­tional. I have a ten­dency to take on other people’s emo­tions and inter­nal­ize them. It’s great when its happy, not so good for me when it’s not. But this post isn’t about me. It’s about Shellie-yet I want to talk about how I’m feel­ing. How wrong is that?

I woke up this morn­ing and my first thought after my babies was that her baby boy was here yes­ter­day at this time. She kissed him good morn­ing, hugged him tight.…I also won­dered about her  hus­band and hoped he’d be able to come home-chances are he will-but that pos­si­bil­ity is there. The other very real pos­si­bly is that he’s going to have to return to fin­ish out his tour. Which if he does return means that he and Shel­lie will have to mourn the loss of their son on their own. I can’t fathom loos­ing a child-but do have to do it alone with out my husband…I’m now pray­ing that he will get to stay home and be with his wife and family.