I have been thinking, for a long time, how to tell you this.
I’ve huddled this news within myself, stuffed it back into my mouth every time I begin to open my mouth; and withdrew my fingers each time I reached out to find the words on the keyboard.
This used to be easy, joyful news to [...]
Archive for the ‘Letters to the girls’ Category
gingerly
Posted in Letters to the girls, The Fourth Time on August 28, 2008 | 23 Comments »
Thank you, girls!
Posted in Grieving/healing/finding Hope, Letters to the girls on December 11, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
My dear girls,
you do not realize, how you are a soothing balm to my hurting heart.
On gray days, you are my sunshine. You give me so many hugs when I need them; and a lot of kisses, all unreserved. You cheer me up just to see you, but you do more. You draw me pictures, [...]
Valerie, my precious firstborn
Posted in Letters to the girls on December 4, 2007 | 2 Comments »
I did not transfer this entry initially, but two days ago, squeezing myself into the laundry room to wipe the floor this post floated into my head, calling to be posted; saying, “Why not? It was written when Ferdi was inside of you. And it showed the powers of love and emotion when you carry [...]
My heart is soft and lumpy and out of shape (Letter to my girls)
Posted in Letters to the girls, When he was in me- July 2007 on July 6, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
My dear girls,
I looked at the calendar and is in disbelief that it is July. July! The month we have all been waiting for because that is when the baby will come. In about three weeks, baby is going to come. Baby that you have been waiting for and so excited over. You keep asking [...]
Don’t cry, my darling baby
Posted in Letters to the girls, When he was in me- May 2007 on May 31, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Dear Sophia,
even if you will turn four in three months; even though I can see you
growing tall and sweet; even if you are saying more often “I can
help”, you must know that you are forever, ever, ever, ever my sweet
little baby.
So my sweet little darling baby, please do not cry. Do not cry when I
shake [...]
