tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1489893954801724761.post6562991832111461061..comments2023-10-24T06:38:02.218-07:00Comments on Sami's Blog: What am I feeling?Lisettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06486760107232191431noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1489893954801724761.post-3064503714894902062009-11-14T11:13:50.208-08:002009-11-14T11:13:50.208-08:00I am so sorry that you are in the stage of platitu...I am so sorry that you are in the stage of platitudes. That is the worst thing about the early days of grief, all days really, but especially the early days, all those ridiculous sayings that people have heard a million times and repeat over and over to you thinking they are helping. <br />I think trauma is the right word. This is a trauma, something precious has been taken from you, it's traumatic. <br />I think of you often and pray for your family to find some peace in these days of dark grief. I am grateful that you have your faith to help you through. In any other ways that we can help, do not be afraid to call on this community of the babylost... we hear you and we understand. Sometimes that is what is needed most.<br />Peace<br />xxOnce A Motherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15974149780531831971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1489893954801724761.post-30927174099497903722009-11-14T04:03:38.203-08:002009-11-14T04:03:38.203-08:00I know that I treasure Heaven so much more know. I...I know that I treasure Heaven so much more know. It seems silly b/c I should've before Carleigh but I guess I never really thought about it. I knew it was a place that I forever would want to be and that I could forever be in the presence of God. But now my little girl is there in the arms of Jesus. It's such a special picture in my mind and I want to be there with them both. I don't fear death like I used to. Death to me now means meeting my little girl.Hollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15431384515813384025noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1489893954801724761.post-75753542831267688002009-11-13T17:06:05.675-08:002009-11-13T17:06:05.675-08:00"Ok" is hard to define in this situation..."Ok" is hard to define in this situation. Two years after my son's death, rather than having the ache fade away I think I'm learning to participate more fully in life while missing my son and while wanting to hold him in my arms everyday.<br /><br />I'm so sorry that your beautiful Sami is not in your arms right now.AnnaBellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01614241329182982677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1489893954801724761.post-39146902497045206462009-11-13T02:02:50.022-08:002009-11-13T02:02:50.022-08:00Some days it will take everything in you not screa...Some days it will take everything in you not scream at something someone says to you. They mean well, but are so uncomfortable, stupid things just come out...and learning this new "normal" is sooo very hard and a long road as I am discovering...but having others to travel this road with is comforting although I wish this was a road less traveled!!<br />HUGS to you and prayers for your Sami, you and the rest of your family!!ForeverElliot'sMommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06415623315190480978noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1489893954801724761.post-3450858894620033422009-11-12T18:02:25.611-08:002009-11-12T18:02:25.611-08:00I found a really great book after I lost my daught...I found a really great book after I lost my daughter called, "I'll Hold You in Heaven" by Jack Hayford. It talks about Heaven and what the Bible says about babies in Heaven. It was a real comfort to me. <br />You are in my prayers as you learn about your new "OK".Mattiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10399030135018040344noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1489893954801724761.post-28866447361554421342009-11-12T15:29:44.853-08:002009-11-12T15:29:44.853-08:00Your words really do describe how I am feeling. I...Your words really do describe how I am feeling. I feel like a piece of me is missing and I don't know how to feel "whole again". I have been thinking about Heaven a lot too. And it's a place I wish I could be. But I know it is not my time and I will just have to wait until God is ready for me. I hope we can both find some kind of peace and be able to enjoy life again. I will pray that God will give you strength to get through this!Aprilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09167935847336799006noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1489893954801724761.post-37306740231418796392009-11-12T14:53:33.868-08:002009-11-12T14:53:33.868-08:00Lisette, I am not sure what ok really means either...Lisette, I am not sure what ok really means either. Sometimes I think it's just surviving and taking it one day at a time. I promise there are brighter days ahead. I know that idea seems so foreign when the loss is so fresh. I remember feeling just like you did six months ago. It's strange, but I promise you will find healing. I don't think the aching ever goes away, it's the part of our babies that lives on inside of us. Sending you *BIG* hugsFranchescahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08362049658761399255noreply@blogger.com