Showing posts with label Loss. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Loss. Show all posts

Friday, June 5, 2009

Lo siento

The Spanish phrase for I'm sorry is Lo siento. Literally translated, lo siento means I feel it. I think about that phrase a lot. In English, it seems as if we say I'm sorry with quite a few different meanings. Sometimes, I've just given a quick sorry. I've said it after making mistakes and as a form of sympathy. But these meanings never produced the same emotional apology within me.

Today, I think lo siento is more appropriate. Laurie's little Toot was born into heaven on June 2. I left a comment for her and told her that I was sorry and that my heart breaks for her. My words betrayed me. I feel so much more. I feel confusion. Why Toot? Why not Lily? I feel punched. I know what I would want to do--just lie down in bed, balled up, not willing to do anything. Numb. I know how a part of me would be missing, just like she described. I feel the days and weeks and months of grieving and the grey that clouds a heart. I feel the deep sighs and the chokes and the how am I going to get over this saddness. I feel her loss.


Though I've not lost a child, I imagined it so many times before Lily was born. I have felt it threaten each time Lily has had an apnea spell. Like I said, it is so much more appropriate, this time, to say to Laurie, "Lo siento."