tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post8789626925553220734..comments2023-11-19T21:42:17.901-08:00Comments on My Path to Mommyhood: Can't Escape Grief, ApparentlyJesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15868505568965284742noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-61388589415175127032016-07-06T13:41:15.813-07:002016-07-06T13:41:15.813-07:00Wow, what an amazing moment - and such great words...Wow, what an amazing moment - and such great words. Grief is definitely not a linear thing. Love the graphic and this post!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-40969560327545331462016-07-03T11:14:56.395-07:002016-07-03T11:14:56.395-07:00Wise words that you heard at the conference. I...Wise words that you heard at the conference. I'm glad you felt validation and comfort in them. Also, a good graphic!Jamiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06275071143469111072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-31646599068072628302016-07-01T19:12:36.986-07:002016-07-01T19:12:36.986-07:00So true. I am glad this post resonated with you. I...So true. I am glad this post resonated with you. I have never seen a graphic quite so true as this one... and I love the idea that you can't shove something else in a person-shaped hole, even if that person was in many ways intangible. Thank you for a lovely comment. Jesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15868505568965284742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-14589894862693691002016-07-01T09:36:21.076-07:002016-07-01T09:36:21.076-07:00Yes, yes, yes! I have struggled with people around...Yes, yes, yes! I have struggled with people around me expecting that I will heal in a linear manner, and it just doesn't work like that. That graph is my life. They also all expect if I get pregnant again this won't hurt anymore. As if the two babies I lost can be replaced. That's like saying "my grandpa died but the other one is still alive so it doesn't hurt." You can't just take a person-shaped hole in your heart and shove another person in there. The same is true for you. Mystery Baby is never going to plug the hole in your heart shaped like a half-you-half-Bryce baby. That doesn't mean you haven't dealt with those feelings or that you aren't committed to Mystery Baby. If anything, it's the opposite. You want Mystery Baby for who they are, not for what you lost. Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00585102132829280344noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-69156882796638439402016-07-01T07:22:27.964-07:002016-07-01T07:22:27.964-07:00I love that you used the word "penultimate......I love that you used the word "penultimate..." :) Thank you! Jesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15868505568965284742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-69724016911561278302016-07-01T07:22:07.965-07:002016-07-01T07:22:07.965-07:00Thanks, I'm glad it resonated with you. It'...Thanks, I'm glad it resonated with you. It's like a whack-a-mole, really. Jesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15868505568965284742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-14218208807598379182016-07-01T07:21:35.920-07:002016-07-01T07:21:35.920-07:00Wasn't it? It really did feel like there was a...Wasn't it? It really did feel like there was a little nudge, nudge. Thank you for sharing your own stories of grief that's not neat and tidy, that pops up unexpectedly and isn't always understood. I really do think it's a more common experience than is widely shared. And isn't that graphic perfect? Jesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15868505568965284742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-28013350049468947562016-07-01T06:53:12.412-07:002016-07-01T06:53:12.412-07:00I love your penultimate paragraph. No expiration d...I love your penultimate paragraph. No expiration date, for sure, <3Lori Lavender Luzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15394441222262940632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-16247675027878606292016-06-30T10:46:02.797-07:002016-06-30T10:46:02.797-07:00I agree so so so much with this post. Sometimes t...I agree so so so much with this post. Sometimes the very things that we grieve continue to impact our lives in little (or big) ways throughout our lives. Years ago, I told someone that "No one expects you to 'get over this.' It's part of your journey. It's part of you." Remembering to tell yourself that very thing, and to accept that sadness when it arises, is an act of self-love. Bravo.Amanda Prescotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11709979610638621806noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-26335990232338598562016-06-30T08:13:43.309-07:002016-06-30T08:13:43.309-07:00What an amazing sign from the universe that was! S...What an amazing sign from the universe that was! Sometimes those little signs pop up in the most unexpected of ways to let us know everything is going to be alright.<br />I wholeheartedly agree on your assessment of grief. My father has been gone from this earth for over 8 years, and still I can easily fall back into various stages of grief. Just yesterday, there was an older man behind me at the store, and his mannerisms and just something about him reminded me of my dad. And my heart kind of twitched like I had saw a ghost. And then I just wanted to stop and watch this man, because it reminded me of my dad. And I wondered if that's how my dad would have been, how he would have aged had he not gotten sick.<br />Also, no matter how full my arms may be, I still feel the hole in my heart from my lost babies. on really bad days I just curl up in a ball and cry, wondering why my body betrayed me so. Why it couldn't protect those little souls. It's not something I can even talk about with people, because they think I'm ridiculous since I have children. I miss them in a way that only someone who has had a loss can understand.<br />Also, that graphic: perfect.Charlottehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08987444437659867827noreply@blogger.com