I'm not trying to be morbid with this subject. Twenty-five years ago we lost our youngest child at the age of seventeen in an auto accident. I never wanted one of those decals on my car window memorializing a lost love one. One day I read an article that a college professor at Duke University doing some research in language arts found that their was a generally used term referring to parents who had lost a child.
What she did find was a term in the ancient language of Sanskrit ( विलोप ), that is defined as 'against the natural order'. I had a decal of that word, 'Valomah' made and placed it on my the back window of my truck. It says what I want it to say, but is not generally understood by others. That's fine with me. There is even a Vilomah organization, but I'm not a joiner so it's not for me. This has brought some comfort to me, maybe it will do likewise for someone else.
What she did find was a term in the ancient language of Sanskrit ( विलोप ), that is defined as 'against the natural order'. I had a decal of that word, 'Valomah' made and placed it on my the back window of my truck. It says what I want it to say, but is not generally understood by others. That's fine with me. There is even a Vilomah organization, but I'm not a joiner so it's not for me. This has brought some comfort to me, maybe it will do likewise for someone else.
