tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9972140.post8440797431380295961..comments2023-10-26T06:40:19.537-04:00Comments on Certainly Not Cool Enough To Blog: The good, the bad and the uglymsfitzitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17174138130763427353noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9972140.post-56808118539103951352007-09-12T11:39:00.000-04:002007-09-12T11:39:00.000-04:00I'm still here... checking in on you now and again...I'm still here... checking in on you now and again... I'm wishing for the moment when you can have a happy day without strings attached.<BR/><BR/>{{{hugs}}}Teresahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10057287077468609441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9972140.post-36261443197618593042007-09-12T11:03:00.000-04:002007-09-12T11:03:00.000-04:00it's a mother's (guilty) instinct to think of all ...it's a mother's (guilty) instinct to think of all her children the same way, at the same time, to cry the same tears, to feel equally sad for all (in many of our cases)of them. but when grief hits we can't choose how it affects us, or which button it chooses to push that will trigger feelings for a specific loss. and i figure, it's all ok, in the end there is our overflowing love and there's no guilt in that.<BR/><BR/>thinking of you, always. (sorry for preaching to the choir.)wannabe momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00975160438211356349noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9972140.post-13534084250098244632007-09-11T15:28:00.000-04:002007-09-11T15:28:00.000-04:00The way that our love for our dead children is int...The way that our love for our dead children is intertwined with our grief makes it almost impossible to seperate the two. I know that I sometimes equate my love for C. with the hurt that I feel relating to his death. It is hard, too hard, to see the difference sometimes.<BR/><BR/>Thinking of you.delphihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07529670960180261467noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9972140.post-68293329555636280462007-09-11T13:19:00.000-04:002007-09-11T13:19:00.000-04:00I think it's a combination of things - that you've...I think it's a combination of things - that you've done this before and sadly you "know" this already, that the twins and sorrow are linked together (along with love), that grief is already your unwanted friend.<BR/><BR/>I also think a lot more about V. than I do about A. even though A. was much more recently in my life. When I read back my blog entries I am shocked and saddened by my own story. Maybe that's just an automatic coping mechanism.Rosepetalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11198906406934870970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9972140.post-57863317580156518612007-09-11T10:23:00.000-04:002007-09-11T10:23:00.000-04:00I sit here and read your words and cry for you bec...I sit here and read your words and cry for you because I know there is nothing I can say or do that will make it any better. It IS unbearable to think that your happiness came with a price of such sadness. It just does not seem right or fair.Catherinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01160908955133304449noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9972140.post-28797818031060899312007-09-11T08:53:00.000-04:002007-09-11T08:53:00.000-04:00It's not from them you are healing. You loved them...It's not from them you are healing. You loved them, and with time, I hope, the healing will allow you to have the love step forward, to become bigger than the hurt, to let you remember the joy of the early days in bigger measure than the heartbreak that followed. I hope.Juliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09745262857388007041noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9972140.post-61762966027484008602007-09-11T03:54:00.000-04:002007-09-11T03:54:00.000-04:00"all I know of them is sorrow"In an early blog whe..."all I know of them is sorrow"<BR/><BR/>In an early blog when you just found out you were pregnant with them you wrote "I love them so much already" and it brought tears to my eyes the joy and love in that little sentence.<BR/><BR/>You know sorrow because you know love.<BR/><BR/>And I can tell you REALLY REALLY know love. That my friend is a thing you know even more then you know greif. It is so obvious in everything you say and do - your garden, even your little monkey - they just have love written all over.Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11890663570732346315noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9972140.post-33890115435275332832007-09-11T01:28:00.000-04:002007-09-11T01:28:00.000-04:00What you say is all too true. There are griefs I'...What you say is all too true. There are griefs I've held onto, clung to, embraced, because the feeling of loss was all I had left of the people I'd lost. The end of grief meant cutting my final tie to the people I grieved for and seemed like a betrayal, both of them and of myself. How much could I really have loved them, I asked myself, if I could go on living without them?niobehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08315267454529454063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9972140.post-75882790159492847182007-09-11T00:37:00.000-04:002007-09-11T00:37:00.000-04:00"Grief is a monster I'm not sure I'll ever truly u..."Grief is a monster I'm not sure I'll ever truly understand. And at the same time, one I know all too well."<BR/><BR/>You are a very good writer.<BR/><BR/>And a very good mother, to all your babies, even when one is more at the forefront of your mind than the others.<BR/><BR/>(((Take care)))Aureliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13691032415028867902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9972140.post-9410403962537637072007-09-10T21:14:00.000-04:002007-09-10T21:14:00.000-04:00oops..typo, so I had to delete it. Let's try it a...oops..typo, so I had to delete it. Let's try it again...<BR/><BR/>With each miscarriage, I seem to mourn the loss of my twins more and more and I think it's because I held them and had them the longest...just like your Thomas.Melissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17043843231988545047noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9972140.post-29216424164422796732007-09-10T21:12:00.000-04:002007-09-10T21:12:00.000-04:00This comment has been removed by the author.Melissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17043843231988545047noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9972140.post-72443142997487785962007-09-10T21:01:00.000-04:002007-09-10T21:01:00.000-04:00"It's unbearable to have all your children so inex..."It's unbearable to have all your children so inextricably linked to such agonizing pain."<BR/><BR/>I could not have said this better myself. I find myself relating so much to your words and literally nodding my head as I read your posts.meghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00113578396438869433noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9972140.post-56529196016221419312007-09-10T19:46:00.000-04:002007-09-10T19:46:00.000-04:00No words but I am sorry. I can't even imagine. T...No words but I am sorry. I can't even imagine. Thomas will always be right there in your mind. It is okay. Let yourself love them all.Sunnyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14570018200281339937noreply@blogger.com