A Reflection, May 19, 2013

by Robyn Bryant


A Reflection, May 19, 2013

As I remember the last week of Christian’s life, the dates are not going to match up and my mind is just full of memories.   Tonight, a Sunday, a year ago was the GPS/McCallie Senior Party.  My roommate in 316 that night was Darlene Glenn.  Her daughter, Lauren had chosen not to attend the party.  After Darlene and I visited Christian we were settling down in room 316 and listening to music on our I pads.  At this point in the journey, I was trying to find anything to give me comfort.  This night, I remembered a song Mindy Richardson had me listen to after Christian first got sick in May 2011, Blessings by Laura Story.  Darlene and I listened to the words, I was in the hospital bed and she was on the sleeper next to me, we were listening intently to the words, and it said, “this is not my home”  that is a brief part of the song, but that night, I cried, because I finally realized Christian may be leaving this world very soon.  The next morning, Darlene says to me, “I am not going go the beach.”  and I cry more, I said to her, “You are not going because you think Christian is going to die and she said, “No sweetheart, I just need to be here.”  Christian and her very good friend, Corbin Cullum planned a big trip after graduation.  Corbin’s Mom, Becky and I were supposed to be chaperones because I had to be there if Christian needed me.  These girls had literally been planning this since they were in 7th grade.  They loved Rosemary Beach and had the perfect house planned.  But this was not the perfect trip.  Corbin and Becky struggled with whether they should leave.  Chris and I said, “Christian would want you to go and enjoy and do all the things she loves.”  Our last meeting with them while Christian was alive was full of tears.  Christian’s friends left for they beach, (another really close friend was with another group), I told Becky before they left, “do not ask me questions while you are gone.”  But sweet Corbin would text me daily, I was vague with my responses...the week they were at the beach was the worst week for Christian, they did not need to here the details.  The girls were doing all the things she loved, including eating Crab Cakes at the Red Bar the night before she met Jesus.  

- Robyn Bryant