
This is my sweet little nephew Stephen Micheal Tripp that was born, and died on September 18, 2009. He is named after my father and brother Stephen, and my other brother Micheal. My brother's wife Sarah was 37 weeks pregnant with him when he died and was delivered as a stillborn. They have 5 beautiful girls, and were finally expecting their first baby boy. I was lucky enough to get to go to the hospital shortly after he was delivered, and hold and kiss this sweet little baby. He looks exactly like his Daddy, and was completely perfect. I have never felt the spirit as strong as I did when I walked into the room and saw my brother holding his son. I can't even imagine the pain these 2 parents feel.
It has been very difficult dealing with such an unexpected loss. Almost all of my family was able to get together for a funeral for him a few days later. It was very hard, but such an amazing day to see how much faith my brother and sister have. All of the girls in my family sang a lullaby that has been sung in our family for 6 generations. I sing it to MacRae quite often, but I will now think of that precious little boy every time I sing it. It was so heart-breaking to watch my big, strong, brother carrying the tiny casket of his son. No parent should have to ever bury a child.
The one thing that has helped my family get through this, is that we know we will be together forever. We know that he is waiting for us in heaven, and we will strive harder to make it there to be with him. I want my brother and his family to know how much we truly love and care for them. They are such amazing examples to me, in all that they say and do. I am so sorry for the pain and suffering that you are going through. I believe that the reason you have been chosen to endure this trial, is because of what strong and obedient people you are. I know the pain will never go away, I just pray that it gets easier to deal with it. We love you so much, and you are always in our prayers.