I remember when I was 18 and my first love broke up with me, after we'd been together close to two years. I remember thinking at the time that it was worse than if he had died...because he chose to leave.Although, I would now consider my son's death the ultimate worse thing ever...I still consider that break-up my second worst heartbreak ever.And that guy is right...it never goes away.
It's amazing, after how heartbroken we are, that we are still willing to take a risk and try again. I think it says something very powerful about being a mother.Hoping you are having good days... ((Big Hugs))
Oh wow. What Violet said. : ) <3 You've been on my mind, Dana. <3
Oh Dana, this truly hit the spot dead on. It is so undeniably true.*hugs* Always holding you close to my heart!
I don't think our hearts will ever completely heal. This type of loss is beyond anything most of us ever expected. Death is an abstraction compared the daily physical and emotional pain of heartbreak. I love what Violet said about taking the risk of more heartbreak as showing how powerful motherhood is. It is so true <3 Jacob and August must be so proud of their mother. You are so incredibly strong, caring, and loving. You are always working through your pain to honor your babies and to help countless other baby loss mommies. I am sending you big big hugs and tons of love!
Which CBC show were you listening to? (So I can avoid it and not have a massive crying fit while driving). Let's hope that the staying alive and living with the pain is someday rewarded with joy.
I can totally identify with that statement. Big hugs to you...
There were times, right after Gabe died, that I wondered why God didn't take me too. He certainly could have, the doctors told Mr. Spit and my mother I was going to die. It seemed like it would have hurt less. I am glad I am still here, even if I am missing part of my heart. I am glad I can still smile and appreciate sunshine. It took such a very long time.
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