My daughter came into this world, in silence.
My daughter taught me how to give, in silence.
My daughter taught me how to love, in silence.
You see, at the age of 8, I survived the Rwandan Genocide. Close to a million people died in a short period of 3 months.
I became a refugee.
I saw things….things that I wish I can unsee.
But my innocent eyes were no more.
I saw rape
I saw death
I saw pain
I saw despair
I saw agony
I saw hopelessness
I saw brokenness
I saw it all
I stored it all…..in silence.
Clarette’s silent entry into this world gave me a voice. At 27 weeks pregnant, she couldn’t stay in the protection of my womb. My daughter wanted to come and make a statement.
When I held my stillborn baby in my arms, she spoke to me…in silence.
She told me that it was time to release all the stored emotions.
She encouraged me to share my story with the world.
She showed me that I could dream big and overcome obstacles.
“You can not be resilient in silence,” she told me.
In silence, she whispered,
“Mommy, go and be an inspiration.”
Clarette told me,
“Mommy, I will NEVER leave your side…go and BE.”
Clarette has never left my side since then.
She was there with me when I finally had the strength to write my award winning book; Happily Broken: Discovering Happiness Through Pain and Suffering. She is there with me when I travel the nation to give talks.
Talks on resilience.
Talks on celebrating life.
Talks on embracing diversity.
Talks on overcoming trauma.
Talks on making an impact.
She was there with me when I established the “Clarette Refugee Fund” which builds food and supply pantries in refugee Schools around the world.
She showed me that words are not needed to be Alive.
For she is still alive in me…in silence.
She showed me that words are not needed to make an Impact.
For she made an impact in my life…in silence.
She showed me that words are not needed, to be a Masterpiece.
For she is a masterpiece…in silence.
My stillborn baby Clarette was still born…in silence.
Because of her, I found my Voice…in silence.
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Thank you. Tears roll down my cheeks. I wish I could undo what happened to you. You have seen and known what I cannot imagine and have found power and love despite it all–with the help of an inner guiding angel.. You help me know I, too, can endure hard times and rise again.
I believe I’m feeling another outstanding BlogHer win. Incredible inspiration. I never tire of your voice. Much love–D.
Inspiring.
Beautiful.
I am applauding your silent VOICE, your powerful VOICE,
your VOICE, which resonates thru the silence…
right here in Minnesota.
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