Comments on: Mirror In The Sky

By: Jennifer

Jennifer — Wed, 05 Aug 2009 07:59:18 +0000

I cannot not even begin to fathom what you and your husband are going through but I was completely struck when you said that everything prior was seen through a different filter. I had a close friend pass very unexpectantly and have said that everything prior was looking through the world through rose colored glasses. It is so true that the world LOOKS different. It was so strange to me to feel this way.
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By: Al_Pal

Al_Pal — Wed, 29 Jul 2009 23:18:23 +0000

Ai. Landslide indeed. ;/
*HUGS*

By: Tina

Tina — Mon, 20 Jul 2009 03:59:00 +0000

I know I’ll cry when I come here… I come anyway.

I come and read so I can cry with you, for you, and for your whole family.

I want so badly for all of this pain to be gone and your beautiful baby girl, here.

I know I am post 128 but I hope you read this and know just how many people, strangers, loved ones; want you and Mike to be whole again.

Send my love, prayers, and so many tears—— God be with you always.

By: Haley-O

Haley-O — Fri, 17 Jul 2009 01:22:45 +0000

It’s a beautiful song, I know…. Time isn’t frozen…. You will see each other again, and it may help to hold on to that knowledge (and hope) everyday. ((hugs))
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By: Rebecca

Rebecca — Thu, 16 Jul 2009 16:06:58 +0000

I read this poem today and thought of you. I wasn’t sure if you’d read it before so I wanted to share it. Hugs!

The way to treat a Mother who is grieving

Please Be Gentle

By Jill B. Englar

Please be gentle with me for I am grieving.
The sea I swim in is a lonely one
and the shore seems miles away.
Waves of despair numb my soul
as I struggle through each day.
My heart is heavy with sorrow.
I want to shout and screamand repeatedly ask ‘why?’
At times, my grief overwhelms me
and I weep bitterly,so great is my loss.
Please don’t turn away
or tell me to move on with my life.
I must embrace my pain
before I can begin to heal.
Companion me through tears
and sit with me in loving silence.
Honor where I am in my journey,
not where you think I should be.
Listen patiently to my story,
I may need to tell it over and over again.
It’s how I begin to grasp the enormity of my loss.
Nurture me through the weeks and months ahead.
Forgive me when I seem distant and inconsolable.
A small flame still burns within my heart,
and shared memories may trigger
both laughter and tears.
I need your support and understanding.
There is no right or wrong way to grieve.
I must find my own path.
Please, will you walk beside me?
Don’t worry about making me cry.
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By: mythoughtsonthat

mythoughtsonthat — Thu, 16 Jul 2009 03:59:21 +0000

I cry when I hear that song, too.

Faith….Hope….Love….Peace.
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By: Heather

Heather — Wed, 15 Jul 2009 06:07:43 +0000

Loving is always risky and you loved Maddie with all your heart and soul and with every breath you took. She was the complete center of your universe, your sun and moon, your reason for growing personally, but she was also your child and your responsibility. Now everything is gone. The joy and the burden, the light and the dark–in it’s place you feel despair and wonder what you will find out there to grab on to…what is there, if not Maddie, your sweet precious, smiling Maddie?

Everyone’s reality is different so I can not tell you want to hang on to but I know that before Maddie there was Mike and your parents and your hobbies and they were enough for you then and some day they wil be enough for you again. You may never feel the same “fullness” you felt as Maddie’s mother, but you will find satisfaction and hope and yet another reason for living that isn’t just satisfactory but extraordinary, because extraordinary people do extraordinary things and you certain fit that role with ease and grace.

I admire all that you have accomplished and I admire so much about you. I even admire your daughter and her memory, she was such a valiant fighter and then just a baby who was a victim of circumstance just like all of us are in our own ways. She was warm and human and real just like her mother and she lives in you, Heather. You’ll get through this not just because there is really no other option but just because you’re a fighter. You fought for her life and you may have lost in the end but you did have 16 magical months, you GAVE those to her. She had a wonderful life and then moved along. You’ll be back together someday, it’s just your mortal separation will be longer than most of ours from our children. That hole is huge, endless hours but how you fill them will determine the woman you are when you see that angel of yours again.

Wounds heal at different speeds but your wound is of the spirit and they are the hardest to heal but it will heal-scar? yes. But heal all the same.

We’re all here to help you get that landslide off your shoulders one shovelful at a time…

From one mother to another,
With Love.
Heather´s last blog ..Down’s Syndrome and Me

By: dysfunctional mom

dysfunctional mom — Wed, 15 Jul 2009 05:35:22 +0000

Shortly before my ex and I seperated, the Dixie Chicks rerecorded that song. It was very significant to me at that time, for different reasons. It’s a powerful song that evokes powerful emotions.
xoxo
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By: rachel-asouthernfairytale

rachel-asouthernfairytale — Tue, 14 Jul 2009 22:53:34 +0000

awww babydoll.

Wish I had the words, wish I knew the magic spell, the SOMETHING… anything.

LOVE, that is all.
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By: Kathryn

Kathryn — Tue, 14 Jul 2009 12:53:04 +0000

Reading your post and then I started to think about landslides and other disasters like earthquakes and areas where hurricanes often hit. And then I realized, even in these areas where people know bad things can happen, they often re-build. Why? I guess cause it’s beautiful there. It must be a special place, a place that can be loved. I think slowly you will re-build your life too. It won’t be the same structure as before, but it can still be beautiful and worthy. And it will always contain elements of Madeline in it…that part can never be wiped out by any landslide.
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