Thursday March 5, 2015
I thought I needed to empty my heart and talk about where am at, and how I am coping with the loss of my dear beloved daughter Sinza. First off, there is definitely a change in the grief experience.....
3 Days. 3 Days is all that's left between now and dooms day. The worst day of my life, a year ago. When those words were spoken, "There's no heartbeat." I just did the worst thing possible and looked at her baby box. A box thats suppose to be filled with a years worth of happy memories but instead is filled with sympathy cards, a newspaper with an obituary in it, a baby book (empty ofcourse), and...
BTW - when I was sitting in the waiting room at my docs office waiting to have my u/s to diagnose the m/c I already knew I was having (and feeling really sorry for myself) a news story came on the television.
The story was about a young veteran who lost ALL HIS LIMBS! ALL OF THEM! He was undergoing a double arm transplant, which I didn't even know was possible. I reminded...