I hope you find this blog posting helpful - it is so realistic!
http://www.pregnancyafterlosssupport.com/15-things-i-need-my-partner-to-know-during-our-pregnancy-after-loss/
Monday, October 06, 2014
Wednesday, September 03, 2014
Volunteer Photographers sought
If you're a photographer, please consider volunteering. For so many of us, all we have are photos. All I have are photos taken by a nurse. I didn't get to see or hold Solomon.
https://www.nowilaymedowntosleep.org/volunteer/volunteer-membership-information/
https://www.nowilaymedowntosleep.org/volunteer/volunteer-membership-information/
Already?
Yesterday was the start of another school year. Already? It's hard to imagine Solomon would have started High School yesterday, along with so many of my friend's children. To think that it's fourteen years since we lost him...The passage of time just doesn't make sense sometimes.
Monday, July 21, 2014
Ali paying it forward
My previous post was brief, about Ali's bat mitzvah. As part of her on-going desire to 'pay it forward' she has started an online fundraising campaign. She will match the total she is hoping to raise here:
Ali's Art Supply Drive
The plan is purchase supplies for summer 2015 for North Shore Holiday House Camp. Please consider making a donation, every little bit count. For more information on North Shore Holiday House Camp please check out North Shore Holiday House
Ali's Art Supply Drive
The plan is purchase supplies for summer 2015 for North Shore Holiday House Camp. Please consider making a donation, every little bit count. For more information on North Shore Holiday House Camp please check out North Shore Holiday House
Sunday, June 22, 2014
Alison Bat Mitzvah
On Friday June 20, 2014 Alison became a Bat Mitzvah. For months, weeks and days I've worked on planning the party while she worked on learning her Torah portion. The whole process of planning was very emotional. I cried almost every day while putting together her video montage. Then I cried during the service, more tears of joy than sorrow. How did the time fly by so quickly?
And it occurred to me a few times I should have been working on a Bar Mitzvah last year. I prayed to Solomon to just watch over her, and I think sometimes he does.
And it occurred to me a few times I should have been working on a Bar Mitzvah last year. I prayed to Solomon to just watch over her, and I think sometimes he does.
Thursday, May 15, 2014
Thursday, May 01, 2014
Margery in Israel
Bittersweet feelings just now. A comrade posted a photo of herself on the Mount of Olives overlooking Jerusalem. She looks beautiful and the sun is shining over the valley.
I'm so happy for her!!! I'm so happy I also got to stand where she is standing, and see the wonder of Israel for myself.
Not so happy when I remember I was pregnant with Solomon while I was there, although I didn't know it at the time. Sigh.
I'm so happy for her!!! I'm so happy I also got to stand where she is standing, and see the wonder of Israel for myself.
Not so happy when I remember I was pregnant with Solomon while I was there, although I didn't know it at the time. Sigh.
Friday, March 07, 2014
Nothingness
March 7, 2000 was the day of nothingness. There really is no other word to describe the feeling. It would be my second full day in the hospital. It was a day of waiting. People were celebrating Mardi Gras. Eric never left my side.
From what I can recall, I had visitors: my mom and dad, my grandma and my friend Terry. The only image that erases the fraught look Terry had visiting me that day is the look on her face when she held Alison for the first time seventeen months later.
My grandmother sat quietly in the chair near my window. She was resigned to my fate. I probably was too. There were so many mixed emotions. While I prayed for a miracle, I also prayed for this trauma to be over. I could not foresee what tumult the next day would bring for me, Eric and our marriage.
This day of nothingness also brought a Rabbi, upon my request, to my side. I wish today I could recall his words and I'm sure somewhere else I've written about them. They will probably come back to me when I least expect them to.
Some days are harder than others.
From what I can recall, I had visitors: my mom and dad, my grandma and my friend Terry. The only image that erases the fraught look Terry had visiting me that day is the look on her face when she held Alison for the first time seventeen months later.
My grandmother sat quietly in the chair near my window. She was resigned to my fate. I probably was too. There were so many mixed emotions. While I prayed for a miracle, I also prayed for this trauma to be over. I could not foresee what tumult the next day would bring for me, Eric and our marriage.
This day of nothingness also brought a Rabbi, upon my request, to my side. I wish today I could recall his words and I'm sure somewhere else I've written about them. They will probably come back to me when I least expect them to.
Some days are harder than others.
Tuesday, March 04, 2014
March 4, 2000 My last, best day
Fourteen years ago was my last, best day. I don't mean I haven't had best days since, I certainly have. The live births of my two children Alison and Adam were the miracles that brought me back to life.
But fourteen years ago today, Eric and I went to lunch to celebrate my grandmother's birthday. We went to Patrick's Pub on Northern Boulevard in Little Neck, NY. I had quiche. I was very cranky that day. Could something deep down in my psyche known how my life would begin to unravel the very next day?
Fourteen years ago today was the last day I would have ever not worry incessantly about what could happen in life. And while the worry doesn't stop me from living my life, it is always present right below the surface of my mind.
But fourteen years ago today, Eric and I went to lunch to celebrate my grandmother's birthday. We went to Patrick's Pub on Northern Boulevard in Little Neck, NY. I had quiche. I was very cranky that day. Could something deep down in my psyche known how my life would begin to unravel the very next day?
Fourteen years ago today was the last day I would have ever not worry incessantly about what could happen in life. And while the worry doesn't stop me from living my life, it is always present right below the surface of my mind.
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