this just blows
lorem ipsum is losing another wanted child. how can this be? why why why why why? this morning, i was thinking to myself, she's on the table right now! and i was sending all kinds of good things her way, but what she was receiving was bad news.
it seems kind of silly - we've never met in person. but she has become a friend. if she lived here, i would be going home now to cook for them, but i feel helpless in blogland. i'm sure what i'm feeling is zero compared to what she's feeling, but it doesn't make it suck any less.
it seems kind of silly - we've never met in person. but she has become a friend. if she lived here, i would be going home now to cook for them, but i feel helpless in blogland. i'm sure what i'm feeling is zero compared to what she's feeling, but it doesn't make it suck any less.
posted by laura at 6:54 PM
4 Comments:
Sometimes the blogosphere is so comforting and sometimes it is so completely inadequate.
i know, I know. I just want to do something to make it all better, to fix some part of it. How male of me, but the fact that there is so little to be done to help makes it even more of a need.
God... I know, and I thank you. Because of people like you, people who have been through this and worse, it is a bit more tolerable because then we really don't feel like freaks...
I used to think that miscarriage (and especially stillbirth!) didn't happen in this day and age. Scarlett O'Hara falling down the stairs was the image I had. How horrifying that it's still going on, and nothing can be done if it's going to happen. It's a mystery.
And I admit, I've often felt 'insignificant' grieving about my loss (one at the time) when you and others have had full-term losses. But in the end, the result is that we have empty arms and no adequate answers.
But yeah, it does suck. And in twelve hours it'll all be over, and the suckiness will continue. But I hope so will the good thoughts and prayers from people like you. I just wish that God answered petitions. There were quite enough signatures, I hear.
love,
eve.
crap crap crap
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