Broken Together

January 7, 2016 | Posted in: Chronic illness and relationships, chronic illness; support, Grief, Love, Marriage, Parenting and Chronic Illness

How I wish we could go back to simpler times

Before all our scars and all our secrets were in the light

Now on this hallowed ground, we’ve drawn the battle lines

Will we make it through the night?

It’s going to take more much more than promises this time

Only G-d can change our minds

 

Maybe you and I were never meant to be complete,

Could we just be broken together

If you can bring your shattered dreams and I’ll bring mine

Could healing still be spoken and save us.

The only way we’ll last forever is broken together..”

 

When I hear Casting Crowns sing this song, I feel as though someone pulled this song out of my soul. Between the lyrics and with my favorite stringed instruments, and the saddest of all, the cello.

 

My husband and I have been married over fifteen years. Sometimes it stings to look back on our wedding photos. We have this utter look of innocence in our eyes. We had no idea the storms that we would encounter through the years, and yet I know we have only just begun.

 

I remember sitting in the geneticist’s office after our daughter had died. We were awaiting her autopsy results. (I still get sick to my stomach thinking about it.) The doctor shared with us the results and then said, “You know most couples that lose a child, the divorce rate is about 70%.”

 

We sat there stunned, it took me a few minutes to start to cry. We had just lost our daughter, and now I may lose my best friend?

 

She got up and gave us a moment. As soon as the door slammed shut we grabbed each others hands and promised each other that no matter what, we would stay together.

 

Little did we know that the storm we thought we were in the middle of was only just the beginning.

 

After our daughter passed away in our arms, I slipped into a deep depression. My husband stood by my side and allowed me to deeply grieve. We tried to get pregnant again, and two times we miscarried, and the grief ensued.

 

We finally got pregnant with our son, and he too was diagnosed with the same thing our daughter had. We poured into prayer and begged G-d to spare our son. The good Lord allowed for the doctor to do experimental treatments and inject saline into my belly every 3 days. It was dangerous to both me and my son, but we chose to trust G-d.

 

My husband took care of me while I was on 32 weeks of bed rest. We welcomed our son Elijah Praise alive and he was whisked off the NICU. That night they asked us if we wanted to prolong his life by doing dialysis, or allow him to die peacefully in our arms. The doctor had stated if it was his child he would never take the proactive measures that we were about to embark upon.

 

I laid in my bed, post op, and sobbed.   Do we keep him for us? Or let him go for him? We wanted him so much. I knew his every movement. We had to let Aurora go and we had always wondered if we had tried harder….

 

We prayed and went forward. We lived and breathed for that sweet boy. G-d smiled on us and allowed us as much continuous time with him as possible. We prayed together. We rejoiced together. We wept together.

 

Our son Elijah was our Hezekiah baby. We got more time that we were supposed to have.

 

The doctor would prepare us that he was going to die with each hurdle. But G-d…

 

Pretty soon the skeptic doctor saw the love we had for him and the hand of G-d that was upon him. He brought in other doctors and proudly would say, “You have got to check this kid out! He is a miracle!”

 

My husband and I had placed bible verses all over his room, as we pretty much lived in the hospital. It was hard and taxing on our bodies, but it seemed to draw us closer together, to G-d and to each other.

 

But then…. Eli passed away unexpectedly after 6 ½ months.

 

As I heard my husband weep over our son, “No buddy, don’t go! Please don’t go..” Our hearts seemed to shatter as one, all over the floor.

 

We went home broken and grieved together.   We thanked G-d each day for our children and we realized that even though we hurt for their presence, that they showed us what eternity was all about.

 

No more sadness.

 

No more sorrow.

 

No more pain.

 

Their lives showed us that G-d was real. With each grim diagnosis, G-d trumped them with more time and more daily miracles. What the enemy had meant for harm, G-d turned into good.

 

G-d allowed for us to be broken together. While there were times where I wondered how we would make through one more day, we fought together and chose to believe His promises.

 

G-d blessed us with another boy and a girl. They have not taken the place of their brother and sister. They know all about them and know that they are in Heaven. My kids have zero fear of death.

 

My husband and I in all our suffering found that G-d was the only way to keep us together. He has been faithful to His promises, and we have been faithful to ours.

 

If you are married and times are hard. Whatever the reasons that make you want to quit, I encourage you to stay true to your vows to G-d. Hold on to each other, and know that the only way we can last forever, is to be broken together.

 

 

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Kelly Nickerson is a homeschooling mama with two beautiful kids under her wing and four dancing in heaven. She also lives with her amazing husband, who supports her like no other. Kelly is a firecracker prayer warrior who shares honestly about her brokenness while praising and clinging to the G-d who sustains her. When she isn’t hunting down germs with disinfectant, you can find her writing of her adventures at kellynickerson.com

 

Broken Together

 

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6 Comments

  1. brooke
    January 7, 2016

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    I just want to give you a big hug right now!!

  2. Emily
    January 7, 2016

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    Kelly and Seths journey has touched our hearts and lives. They’ve shown us G-d will always care for us. As Kellys sister, she is my little chickie. She has grown into an amazing prayer worrior and inspiration to me and everyone around her. Her husband is an amazing man filled with the love of G-d, I am greatful for their marriage, for allowing me to be with them, and all their beautiful children. This family is proof. Proof there is a G-d and that we can and will survive.

  3. Seth
    January 7, 2016

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    Well said! Thanks baby for loving my broken self.

  4. Wendy Arntz
    January 7, 2016

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    Kelly, even though I know your story, I am amazed every time I read, and re-read, about it. You are a true testament to how, with God as our anchor, we can over come and TRIUMPH over anything.

  5. Lynda Bar
    January 8, 2016

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    Dear Kelly & Seth,

    You have had to bear the grief and pain no parent should ever have to bear. Your marriage is proof that by choosing G-d to be the center in your lives, like the braided candle at your wedding symbolized, will meld you together and not pull you apart.

    Your message is a powerful one. One that is such a cruciall ingredient for marriage today and always. G-d’s Love is never ending and always including, if we just let Him in.

    As you Mom, I am so proud of you and Seth. Through the power of your words Kelly, and the example of your lives, you give hope to many struggling with grief.

    Your words remind all of us, that no matter where we are in our marriage, with G-d’s Love, we can endure and come out stronger than before.

    Thank you for being the gift you are and write on!

    Lynda Bar (Mom)

  6. Andrea Stunz
    January 10, 2016

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    Beauty in the broken. Together. Thank you for this, Kelly! My husband and I are living proof that a covenant marriage is a force to be reckoned with.

    Thank you, Stacey, for linking Kelly’s beautiful words up with my Saturday Share LinkUp! http://emptyplatefullheart.com/2016/01/09/saturday-share-1-9-16-linkup-focus-none/

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