tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127055213789219982.post8166653390615298582..comments2013-07-16T20:15:58.398-07:00Comments on A moment in our arms, forever in our hearts!: What I didn't know.Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07540268761128502269noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127055213789219982.post-78914492822060049072011-12-01T13:36:32.456-08:002011-12-01T13:36:32.456-08:00I loved my grandparents and I was saddened when th...I loved my grandparents and I was saddened when they died. But yes, their deaths were different in that I did not dwell on them and I accepted them. They were explicable, part of the natural order of things. <br /><br />Life does change in the blink of an eye. It is an easy thing so say but hard to live in the knowledge of. I thought I knew the truth of how rapidly life can change before the twins were born but I didn't, not really. Now I know it deep in my bones. <br /><br />The last paragraph just breaks my heart. I wish it had been different for you and your precious, perfect little Braedon, with his lips like brother's. xoCatherine Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01618295389400457254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127055213789219982.post-68861681050838804752011-11-29T05:21:05.216-08:002011-11-29T05:21:05.216-08:00If only there was some way to keep safe... Somethi...If only there was some way to keep safe... Something real and guaranteed... a ritual or a spell or a prayer that warded off all danger - I'd pay good money for that. <br /><br />It's horrible to try and live now keeping one eye on the middle-distance to see what's coming next.Aoifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09002790029609631639noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127055213789219982.post-23906385119299725262011-11-28T07:10:26.295-08:002011-11-28T07:10:26.295-08:00Yes That really is how we feel, we dont feel whole...Yes That really is how we feel, we dont feel whole anymore. Thinking of Braedon.michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07960223886511130664noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127055213789219982.post-74785925634027182832011-11-27T17:23:27.716-08:002011-11-27T17:23:27.716-08:00Oh Paula! I KNOW! My grandma was one of my best fr...Oh Paula! I KNOW! My grandma was one of my best friends. I found her when she died and did CPR on her. I was really devestated! I was depressed too...but dying after a long life is VERY different from your child dying. I too feel like a piece of me died when Camille died. I too wonder how my body could have failed at keeping her alive. I would do almost anything to change that outcome. I am so glad I held my daughter and kissed her. The problem is that the crazy in my brain makes everything about that time so fuzzy and hard to recolect and understand. I did a lot of really right things. Talking to her, kissing her, holding her, wishing to be alive...but it just isn't enough...it never will be enough. I wish we could be our old selves I really do. I don't want this grief and sadness. sigh....I just wish things were different and that Braedon and Camille were with us.Renelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08490888250385942221noreply@blogger.com