tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394064155173705488.post1369483218804956231..comments2023-03-25T10:44:17.654-04:00Comments on Heart Heal Hope: Right Where I Am 2013: Five years, five months, fifteen daysSarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03533706560591305512noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394064155173705488.post-21473813308853343412013-07-07T20:58:30.542-04:002013-07-07T20:58:30.542-04:00I wish that none of us had to live in a world with...I wish that none of us had to live in a world without our child/children. Sending hope and hugs to you and Henry. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394064155173705488.post-12998736156893541042013-06-24T10:25:07.849-04:002013-06-24T10:25:07.849-04:00Henry's garden sounds so lovely. I am glad for...Henry's garden sounds so lovely. I am glad for your neighbours, and glad for the summer night and your girls. Thinking of Henry; six is such a big boy - I wish you could've seen him at six and sixteen and twenty-six.March is for daffodilshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11287273786322029725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394064155173705488.post-67272497551412749082013-06-18T13:43:12.540-04:002013-06-18T13:43:12.540-04:00"It is still surreal to me if I let myself th..."It is still surreal to me if I let myself think about it. I had a baby boy and he is not here."<br /><br />Yes, a million times over. Somedays I feel like such an old lady, having lived through something so many people could never understand. Some days I still feel so naive. I am grateful to have friends like you who understand what that means.<br /><br />Six. Surreal.<br /><br />Love to you.<br />xoMary Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12212750107782259674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394064155173705488.post-87955785789860709862013-06-16T07:57:52.017-04:002013-06-16T07:57:52.017-04:00Beautiful words, as always Sara. The surreal thing...Beautiful words, as always Sara. The surreal thing gets to me, too. How can that have happened to me? Did it really happen? Because it is so terrible! How on earth did I survive? How am I still surviving? When I hear of babyloss happening to someone else I know, I wonder how on earth they will cope, but I guess I know they eventually will, as you have no other choice.<br />I'm so glad to be back here today and reading your words. It has been far too long. The summer references made me feel warmer, too!<br />xoHope's Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04984543289642681339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394064155173705488.post-43731905341838443212013-06-13T14:08:30.628-04:002013-06-13T14:08:30.628-04:00I love when our dear and true friends give us spac...I love when our dear and true friends give us space to talk about our angels...xoJenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03421977133427906932noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394064155173705488.post-58751191713646474612013-06-11T11:48:22.214-04:002013-06-11T11:48:22.214-04:00I loved reading your description of Henry's ga...I loved reading your description of Henry's garden, it sounds beautiful and rich. Full of love, even though your son may feel distant. Ah it does seem very hard to believe doesn't it and my little girl was here and gone before she hardly started, just like a passing dream. Maybe they just fall in and out of focus somehow? <br /><br />Your neighbours sound wonderful and I'm glad that they were there, to sit with you, as Henry's birthday passed by. Thank you for writing this xCatherine Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01618295389400457254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394064155173705488.post-13644527276138424772013-06-09T22:27:18.493-04:002013-06-09T22:27:18.493-04:00"That he was here, sometimes feels like a dre..."That he was here, sometimes feels like a dream. Immediately after he died, it all felt unreal, that he had died, but also that he had lived, and the latter part of that bothered me to no end." Exactly this. I still struggle with it daily.<br /><br />Thanks for you words. And thanks for popping by my blog to share them there as well. <br /><br />Remembering beautiful Henry right along with you xx<br /><br />Lisa<br /><a href="http://www.thestarsapart.com" rel="nofollow">www.thestarsapart.com</a>Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11156015722355587810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394064155173705488.post-51026589975580026042013-06-06T19:15:09.525-04:002013-06-06T19:15:09.525-04:00Tired, but not worn out. Yes. It's subtle but ...Tired, but not worn out. Yes. It's subtle but unmistakable, I think, and something I thought would never come back to me. I'm glad you're in this place, and grateful to you for writing about it so well.<br /><br />Love to you.ericahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06347057746449071812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394064155173705488.post-87666252942586768792013-06-05T10:46:04.846-04:002013-06-05T10:46:04.846-04:00Sara .... again you write so beautifully and so cl...Sara .... again you write so beautifully and so close to my own thoughts. Our boys are so close in age and therefor our grief age is close as well. I have not found the space to sit and write this year as I want but what you have written is what I would have wanted to say. <br /><br />The vivid and magical colors of Henry's garden danced around as I read your words.<br /><br />I can taste the peaches. <br /><br />Beautiful. Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03740847681453723883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394064155173705488.post-26055776623974172462013-06-03T08:14:36.814-04:002013-06-03T08:14:36.814-04:00It's amazing when we can enjoy the quiet again...It's amazing when we can enjoy the quiet again. Loved reading this <3Rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09811996974976569965noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394064155173705488.post-50727894369703846022013-06-03T01:33:54.707-04:002013-06-03T01:33:54.707-04:00Thanks for the glimmer of hope in the distance. Thanks for the glimmer of hope in the distance. Emhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11910371746336686970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2394064155173705488.post-24940070120092022212013-06-02T01:39:02.736-04:002013-06-02T01:39:02.736-04:00My goodness yes! The whole srreal ness of it all. ...My goodness yes! The whole srreal ness of it all. I ponder on that too, sometimes I just can't believe I had a baby, and then she died. It seems so impossible, and yes if I struggle to believe it, how can those that were not there?<br />I shed a tear reading this, especially when you mentioned your neighbours. There are beautiful people in the world who do care.<br />Thank you fortaking part again this year. Jeanettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11423818333034603238noreply@blogger.com