gentle josh

i know it's pretty cliche to blog about 9/11 today, but when i happen to think about this day, i can't help but remember little gentle josh being born that very night. the actual night of 9/11.

all we could think about was if he saw all the people come into heaven that day. was he someone that greeted them that morning, which is why he was born at night? did he come out gentle because of that day?

i remember that day being so chaotic. news was on every corner reporting what had happened and what was still happening.

there was almost a high tension in the air that almost seemed eery. everyone felt so helpless-glued to the news just waiting for something. hoping by some miracle everyone made it alive.

i remember walking through the hospital that night. it was so quiet, maybe even lethargic. some nurses were even huddled around a tv watching the news. my dad walked all of us kids into a dim hospital room.

and then all of a sudden, it was peaceful.

there my mom was, so content, holding gentle josh. the room was so calm. it just seemed like for that moment whatever had happened earlier that day was forgotten and all was right again.

josh still carries such a calmness with him.

never in the way of anybody.

always content to play by himself away from all the

noise and chaos our family brings.

never seeking for attention like most of the weidner clan.

always willing to help with anything he's asked. by far the most loving and compassionate of the weidner siblings. which makes sense that the word josh means "God is help".

just a very gentle josh.

(this took place when josh was 4)

josh had just spilled beans all over the kitchen floor.

mom-"josh!! what happened??? look at this mess!!????"

josh starting to cry-"but mom.....................your my best fwend".