StephanieWorley

My name is Stephanie.  I am a Mother.  I am a Nurse.  These 3 titles are what defines me but unfortunately, grief is what has recently limited me.  To be brief, yet give an idea of the extent of losses I have endured in my 42 years, it goes as follows.  I was 12 when my paternal grandmother that taught me so much at a young age about the love of Christ, passed from cancer.  Years later, I lost a baby in my 2nd Trimester of pregnancy.  This loss was not the work of our Lord but was forced on me despite my fight.  My Dad was next, at only 53 he passed unexpectedly from a massive stroke.  His father, my Papa died 6 months later of a broken heart from burying his only son.  2 years later, my only sibiling, my brother unexpectedly left us as well, at the age of 36. In June, 2012…My dear nanny whom I adored was called home after battling Alzheimer’s for 2 years.  I was her caregiver and was holding her in my arms when I gave her hand to Jesus.  2014, my stepfather that loved me and my son as his own very quickly got ill and passed within 2 months of his diagnoses of pulmonary fibrosis, despite the doctors giving him 6-12 months.  I was his caregiver as well.  2016, my son’s beautiful girlfriend went away college after they graduated HS and was murdered before her 1st semester ended.  Now the present, the worse pain that my heart has ever endured.  My best friend, My Mom, unexpectedly and quickly got ill and passed on 2-1-18.  There are still some losses in between but these are the closest, my entire family.  My son and I remain and I pray to the Good Lord to keep us safe and allow us a long comfortable life.  That is especially prayed by me for my son, daily.  My mom’s death has changed me as a person.  She was my best friend and my hero. Learning how to live without her has been the biggest challenge of my life.  I still can’t figure it out.