Local 'vilomah' shares her perspective on talking to bereaved parents
As a former news anchor and local lifestyle show host, Sharon Delaney McCloud is an impressive professional and public speaker who's great at thinking on her toes. Yet, there's one question that stumps her every time - and it's one that is so simple for most of us moms to answer without a second thought.
Posted — UpdatedAs a former news anchor and local lifestyle show host, Sharon Delaney McCloud is an impressive professional and public speaker who’s great at thinking on her toes. Yet, there’s one question that stumps her every time – and it’s one that is so simple for most of us moms to answer without a second thought.
“How many children do you have?” is the dreaded query that leaves Sharon trying to decide whether to be honest or to have a potentially really uncomfortable conversation. The sensitive topic of losing a child is what recently led Sharon to giving a very compelling and thought-provoking TEDx talk at the SAS Campus in Cary.
From the application process to the day of the live talk, it’s hours and hours and weeks and weeks of preparation. They pair you with a professional coach to help you write and refine your speech – I think I went through at least ten rewrites. I practiced with my coach using Zoom and we rehearsed with a live audience for weeks in advance. From there, 16 of us delivered our live talk at the SAS campus, who graciously hosted the all-day, ticketed event. All speakers were required to deliver their talks with no notes, no teleprompter – everything was internalized. From there, our talks were fully-edited and produced – and were then sent up to the “big TED” for evaluation. Each talk is carefully reviewed to ensure it meets the TED standards before it can be published as a TEDx talk, and some don’t ever make it. Thankfully, all 16 of us got the TED stamp of approval for our presentations. In all, it was a truly amazing and humbling experience.
- Come out of the silence and start having these difficult, uncomfortable conversations. The healing you will find when you are open and honest is truly transformational.
- Groups like Compassionate Friends, which is a national non-profit organization to support those dealing with grief, can be so helpful. It was the one place I didn’t feel like I had to explain myself – everyone there was in the same horrible club as I was, so they already knew what I was feeling. This group did more for me than any psychologist or psychiatrist ever did – and I tried it all throughout my grieving process.
- Find meaningful ways that work for you to honor your child and keep their memory. For me, I keep Macie’s room in place. While that may not work for every parent, it helps me deal with the grief and have a place I can feel closer to her memory. As a family, (which includes myself; my husband, Mike; my 18-year-old son, Conner; and my 12-year-old son, Pierce) we release balloons every year on Macie’s birthday and celebrate her memory together. On my own time, I have a fairy garden that helps me connect with her memory and I have butterflies all over the house that make me think of Macie. Finally, my son and I recently went and got tattoos together on his 18th birthday – mine, of course, was a butterfly tattoo in honor of Macie. Whatever you can do to help manage the inevitable pain you’re feeling is the right thing to do.
When we went into her six-month check-up, she passed everything with flying colors until I pointed out a small bruise on her belly that had been there for three weeks with no explanation. To be safe, the doctor did a quick prick on her heel to get a simple blood test and she wouldn’t stop bleeding. After quickly reviewing the blood test results, he told me to call my husband and said there was a treatment team ready to meet us at UNC. That day, Macie was diagnosed as one of the youngest acute myeloid leukemia (AML) patients they’d seen. After four months of intense treatment, my Macie caught a cold that quickly spiraled into serious bowel problems that required emergency surgery. Her little body just couldn’t take it anymore and we lost her on August 5, 2005.
Even in the hospital under the worst of circumstances, Macie made us smile every day. When my son, Conner would walk in the room, her face would light up with joy and smiles. She tolerated her therapy with a calm strength you don’t see in many cancer patients. And she would get wild! In the middle of the night while we were at UNC, Macie would wake up and start dancing in her crib. On two such occasions, she’d look at me and just rip her feeding tubes out – with a little nod to acknowledge it was naughty and we’d both just laugh. That was my Macie! And, thank you for asking.
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