Little Footprints

How very softly you tiptoed into my world.



Almost silently you stayed,



but what an imprint your footsteps



have left upon my heart



A heart of gold stopped beating



My baby girl's eyes at rest



God broke our hearts to prove,



He only takes the best.



God knew she had to leave us,



but she did not go alone.



For part of us went with her,



the day He took her home.



To some she is forgotten,



to others... just the past,



but to us who loved and lost her



memories will always last.



 BabyFruit Ticker

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Healing

So the other day I was looking up other blogs about mommies whose baby has gone to soon and I came across this one called herownpace.blogspot.com. She has a sign on her blog that says "It is said that everyone heals at their own pace. This is my pace" Now I have thought a lot about the saying time heals everything but when I read this it really hit me. I have been getting a lot of comments from people telling me that I needed to start moving on and that I needed to stop being sad about Brynn being gone. I was even told over memorial weekend that I was to go to the cemetery and tell Brynn that I was no longer going to be sad about her being gone and that I was going to move on with my life. Needless to say I am so sick of people who have never been through this telling me to get over my daughter. I agree I need to find something that brings me joy and something that can help my heart mend but the truth is I will never be the same person I was before all of this. I know this and my husband is finally starting to understand that this is taking time and is doing his best to help me in every way he can.


We want a family more than anything in the world and it is driving us crazy that we still are not pregnant. I have started back on birth control. I really feel that right now at this point I may have a little bit of a hormonal imbalance going on. So we're hoping that after 3-6 months that what ever is going on has corrected its self. Also in the mean time of the waiting game we have adopted ourself a little pit bull named Chelby. She has been a good thing for me and for Devon. We really love her and in a way she is helping me deal with my sadness. I know Chelby is just a dog and that there is no way she could ever fully fix the hurt that I have from Brynn going to soon but for now she is giving me something to look forward to.



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