“Just hours earlier I was at home, icing my oldest child’s birthday cake, laughing with my aunt and my mom about how huge my belly was. How could this possibly be happening? And why? What did I do wrong? Why did God turn away at that moment and not protect me? I instantly wanted my child.”
Sometimes you read a post and immediately admire the courage it took to write it down in the first place. This was such a read. What Pinky and her family experienced is, unfortunately, not uncommon; what is remarkable is how her universal experience of grief is still fresh on the page. Babies.…memories.….was written in honor of a special little girl whose parents chose to name her Angel. It is also a step forward for her mother, who struggled with the decision to divulge so much of herself in a blog post. What she found included a community of readers who appreciated her honest bravery and chose to uphold, support, and empathize. The response she received to her emotionally raw expose demonstrates the best of the blogworld in action. I doubt she will think twice again before hesitating to spill her heart.
So, Pinky, The Rising Blogger applauds your decision to be transparent. The blog is called Cheese in My Shoe. You are in fine company with your blogging friends and you have written our Post of the Day.
Review written by MIMI LENOX.
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Wow, thanks, Mimi. And thanks, Judd. I am so blessed by the kindness of blogging friends who reward my vulnerability. That was a bad sentence! Well, thanks anyway, and rest assured that your love and support will only encourge me to keep on keepin’ on!
I enjoyed this. I’m sorry she has had such struggles lately and hope things improve soon.
A blog to consider:
http://rickshawdiaries.wordpress.com/2008/02/09/mother-tongue/
Hey Charles. Thanks for your concern. We lost Angel nearly six years ago, and it’s been quite a journey. I feel like I’m nearly a completely different person (which is a good thing) and I’m glad to see good changes come out of suffering. My faith in God was taken back to square one, and has been built back up on a firm foundation. Of course, the journey continues.
What an excellent, excellent choice. You probably couldn’t see me when I stood up and started applauding but I did!
Yay, Pinky! I just wish that you had never had to go through such heartbreak to write such a post. Never.
Thank you, Linda. Although it may sound really strange, I wouldn’t change anything. I’ve talked to several moms who’ve lost babies, and they’ve said the same thing. I don’t know that I would say that if Angel hadn’t been sick. If she had been perfectly healthy and died…well, I imagine I would struggle more with coming to peace. But knowing that she would’ve suffered greatly on earth…that gives my suffering more purpose. You know that I think you are amazing, just amazing. Love you so much.
Pinky
A note to saleemah~
I visited the rickshawdiaries, and I enjoyed the blog thoroughly!
Thank you so much for the reference.
Pinky
Thanks for sharing. But I still can’t understand that why you named it ‘Cheese in My Shoes.’ ??
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