The Loneliest Walk

Christa recently left me a comment on one of my blog posts in which she shared the lyrics of a song called "The Loneliest Walk" by David Osmond. I had never heard of this song before and poured over the lyrics. The words of this song are like I could have written them. I just kept reading and saying, "That was me. That was what we did." What a perfect song for me, and for so many others who have walked the loneliest walk, so I knew I had to share this song with you. The best part is the last part of the song... the reminder that "someone's walked this road before."

She pushes L on that old elevator door
Her heart is broken, arms are bare
The doors are closing and she’s staring at the floor
There’s still a piece of her up there
It seems like yesterday she saw her on the screen
Painted a room and picked out names
But now she has to leave her under big machines
To keep alive her tiny frame
She’s on the way to her car, but its never felt this far

With each step she takes there’s another to follow
And one more ache, one more tear to swallow
She’s gotta keep moving
Forget about the bruising inside
Through the loneliest walk of her life

He pushes up the board they’ve tied onto his shoulders
He bears, with dignity, disgrace
He hears the jeering and the wind is getting colder
Tastes the blood upon his face

His body bruised and back still open from the scourges
The consequence of wicked men
He knows no man on earth has ever deserved this
But still he bears it all for them
And He keeps moving up the hill to do his fathers will

Withe each step he takes theres another to follow
and one more ache, one more tear to swallow
we all stand by and watch as the price is paid
Through the loneliest walks of his life
so we don’t feel alone in the night
we can have his hand holding the light
through the lowliest walks of our lives
Keep pushing through this lonely walk youre going through
Cause someones walked this way before

If you'd like to listen to the song you can find it here.

This is what me and so many other NICU moms experience. It's stressful, it's heartbreaking, it's isolating.

Sometimes my own words don't express the importance of having something like Hailey's Hope and Project Sweet Peas... but maybe this song will move you to do something to help and bring a source of comfort to a family in need.

Just yesterday I received an email from the NICU we recently donated to asking for suggestions on how to best hand out our bags when there were so few (30) donated and they have so many (over 70) beds... The need is great, please help us meet the need.

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