Being a parent is one of the greatest gifts we can receive. The only thing more precious is our children themselves. Its amazing how we change as people when we become parents for the first time. Caring for the Angels we are blessed with. To protect them from harm. For many it is a wonderful journey watching them grow from new born to adulthood. From their childhood to eventually becoming parents as well.For some however, that journey can be filled with pain and even despair. That is why this story has been written. That is why I have created a space to aid those who are searching for the help they need to clear away the darkness.

 

To try and find the light in our lives again.www.sharingaustincolbysstory.comMy journey started when I was a much younger man. I met someone I cared for, and we began walking that journey together. Some time later, we were blessed with not one, but two sons. The moment I saw them, my life changed forever.Then a day that all parents fear, but none believe they will ever see. For me, it was much as any other until I got a phone call from my mother during dinner. They said Austin had been in an accident and he was being taken to the hospital. I got up from the table and drove, only half aware of the drive, to the hospital.When I reached the hospital, I was told his car had veered off the road into a canal. Police officers had jumped into the canal and gotten him out of the car and resuscitated him. To see my beautiful son, unconscious, needing help to breathe. You don’t believe it’s real. You think God won’t let this happen. My baby will be alright.

 

Then it seemed a miracle. His eyes opened. I began to smile as we called the Dr. He was kind. He explained….. that was his body beginning to shut down. There would be no miracle. I could not speak.It is some time later. I am kneeling now next to his bed. I can’t stand. I touch his arm. It is colder than it should be. His chest isn’t moving. His hair is messed. I am sobbing as I try to straighten it a little. Sobbing as I lay my head on his stomach.We hear words like pain and loss and despair. But you can not know what they truly mean until you have watched your child leave you.