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Harlowe was a real baby girl
Sometimes, actually more often than not, I get the feeling people think I shouldn’t mourn my granddaughter the way I do, or for as long as I am (it’s only been a month). I feel that people don’t believe Harlowe was real. That since she was stillborn, she never really existed. Well, I have news…
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My Heart Broke, Twice
June 23, 2024… we will never be the same On Thursday, June 20, 2024, my son and daughter-in-law went to their last appointment with the OB doctor and last ultrasound. Our little Harlowe Hope was doing great. My daughter-in-law was 37 weeks pregnant. The plan was to either induce my daughter-in-law or do a c-section…
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Nine Years in the Making
Nine years. That’s how long it took for my son and daughter-in-law to conceive a child. A whole lot of love, and a little bit of science, and they were finally pregnant. I remember it so vividly. November 1, 2023, my son and daughter-in-law called and said they were going to stop by for a…
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You are not alone
I have never felt so alone in my life. The grief seems unending, the pain unbearable…
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Not a minute of an hour…
Yesterday was the 3 month anniversary of Harlowe Hope’s death. It seems like it was yesterday while at the same time, feeling like it was a lifetime ago. The pain is still as raw and deep as the day Harlowe died. Just typing that she died breaks my heart all over again. I had so…
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For now, this is the norm
The following is an excerpt from the book “Grieving with Hope” by Samuel J Hodges IV and Kathy Leonard. A Pastor friend of mine shared this on his Facebook page. He is reading the book as he is learning to live with the grief of losing his beloved wife. I found these words worth contemplating.…
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Quotes to Ponder
“Grief is not a journey to be finished but a language we need to become fluent in.” – Author unknown “The reality is, you will grieve forever. You will never ‘get over’ the loss of a loved one; you will learn to live with it. You will heal and you will rebuild yourself around the…
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Grief, I know her…
Grief. I know her. I know her far too well. I met her decades ago, when I was a little girl. I’ve never liked her. I didn’t like her when I was a child, and I don’t like her now. Still, she continues to show up. Uninvited. Unwanted. Unwelcomed. She doesn’t seem to care. She…
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I don’t like nighttime…
I do not like nighttime. I have managed to keep myself busy during the day. I have also managed to keep my thoughts and feelings at bay. Over the past three weeks I have cut down 6 trees and trimmed seven others. I’ve pulled every weed I could find out of my gardens. Thankfully we…