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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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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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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…