Monday, March 5, 2012

Breathing (and Praying)

There are days when breathing and praying (and writing and maybe crying) are all that get done. Those days it is an accomplishment to get out of bed and get dressed.

And there are days when someone asks how I'm doing and "fine" is not a lie, when "OK" is actually the right answer. Those days remind me what "normal" life was like just a few weeks ago and I think maybe we'll be there again sooner rather than later.

(P.S.: Dear Ingrid Michaelson, thanks for writing a song I would need one day.)


Julie Anne Turner said...

I am still praying for you and for healing and normalcy. It will come.

Gram said...

Thanks for something to help me release the tears. I desperately needed it.

Once a mom, always a mom. I'm still yours and I love you with all my heart and have since the moment I knew you were there in my womb. From that day forward I'd have moved heaven and earth to save you from pain. But this pain is one that I can't share in empathy except in knowing how precious each of my own pregnancies was.

Thanks also for letting me watch the girls last week. Along with Fen, they are constant reminders of how blessed I am to be a grandparent and of what I will be missing because a life ended much too soon.

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Amber said...

So sorry. I've lost 3 to miscarriage myself. I like the song. Thanks for sharing. I will pray for you.

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