Tag archive: Life after loss

Leaving my planned life behind

Leaving my planned life behind

I’ve talked about this a little bit in this post, but since it’s been going through my mind for several days now, I wanted to elaborate.┬áIf you could ask anyone that knows me (before loss) just a very little bit, they would tell you that I am a meticulous planner. VERY meticulous. Many would even…

Hope for a new day

Hope for a new day

Yesterday was a beautiful day. I got up in the morning, immediately started my workout and had breakfast after. We went to the city, had a drink outside even when the weather wasn’t that inviting to do so. We went shopping for books. I bought an awesome ring I fell in love with. We went…

The same loss, a different journey in grief

The same loss, a different journey in grief

This is crazy… I mean, my OB told me, the social worker at the hospital told me, I read it in books, I even read about it on websites of fellow bereaved mothers: everyone grieves differently. You’d think that knowing that, you wouldn’t make the same mistakes. Yet I did. Because realizing this fact, isn’t…

A letter to Sahar

A letter to Sahar

Hello my very sweet baby girl… I have so many things to tell you, so many things to ask you and to show you… Normally I tell you might thoughts in my mind. I spend hours and hours quiet to the outside world, when actually, I am just talking to you. I found this lovely…

Going back to where it all happened…

Going back to where it all happened…

I went to my OB yesterday evening for what should have been a routine checkup, and as it turns out, I had to go in a for a small surgery. There were still small pieces of the placenta in there and they had to be surgically removed. They had to do what they call a…

The fight between fear and hope

The fight between fear and hope

I’ve always been the kind of person that looks forward to the future, to what tomorrow will bring. I’ve always believed that even when today didn’t offer what we hoped for, tomorrow could finally bring that change. Hope for the future. I’ve always believed that tomorrow would be better. Because it was in our hands…

Loneliness

Loneliness

I am not alone. I have a husband that is always there for me, in more ways than I could have ever imagined he could. He is there to get me out of bed on those days I feel like locking myself into a cocoon of sadness. He gives me love and hope for the…

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