Few people imagine or anticipate their life being full of severe pain. I’m referring to the kind of pain that follows you every moment, of every day, month after month, without an ending in sight. The type of pain that causes your life, as you once knew it, to cease altogether. The sort of pain [...]
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Slipping Through My Fingers
Monday, December 1st, 2008Dear Son…
Sunday, November 30th, 2008It started at the mall—that moment I knew I was born to be your mom and that you belonged to me. Dad and I had decided to shop our separate ways—his, the hardware department; mine, the pharmacy, where I scraped $14.25 together, so I could tinkle on a wand. 20 minutes later, with new [...]
Born to Heaven
Saturday, November 29th, 2008When our first child, Allie, was a year old, I miscarried a pregnancy of 8 weeks. Generally, when we told people about it, they seemed to shrug it off, after all, it was only 8 weeks. We never let anyone know that we had dreams of this baby, and that secretly we had a name [...]
