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		<title>By: Dear loved ones, (family friends, etc.) &#171; an atypical speakeasy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Dear loved ones, (family friends, etc.) &#171; an atypical speakeasy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 20:28:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Chelsea Pang</title>
		<link>http://mollypiper.com/2009/01/the-holidays-15-months-later/#comment-3390</link>
		<dc:creator>Chelsea Pang</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 03:13:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>We are just four months out from our loss of Grace Ola. I think about how different our lives would be with her, if she was healthy of if she was home and sick (she had Trisomy 18). But I am so thankful for the way she lived out her life, I couldn&#039;t have imagined it a better way. It still hurts and I am always changed, never over her.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We are just four months out from our loss of Grace Ola. I think about how different our lives would be with her, if she was healthy of if she was home and sick (she had Trisomy 18). But I am so thankful for the way she lived out her life, I couldn&#8217;t have imagined it a better way. It still hurts and I am always changed, never over her.</p>
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		<title>By: Ebe</title>
		<link>http://mollypiper.com/2009/01/the-holidays-15-months-later/#comment-3389</link>
		<dc:creator>Ebe</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Jan 2009 04:55:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Molly, I am so sorry for the loss of your precious one, Felicity. I only just found your blog today. My son died at 36 weeks just 6 weeks after your daughter went home to Jesus.

Owen&#039;s life and death have rocked my very being and everything I&#039;ve ever thought about God has been shaken. I have since lost 2 babies during the first trimester and find myself back at the beginning so to speak.

Thank you for your honesty, your transparency. God is using your life in ways you cannot imagine. Even though my anger and questions and the confusion abounds in my head, I can still see clearly that God does use all things. ugh. I hate even saying that sometimes, because it&#039;s like a justification and saying &#039;it&#039;s ok with me that my son died.&#039; When...no...It&#039;s not ok that Owen and I are separated. I miss him. There is always a big hole, a void, where he should be growing up.

Your words strike a cord within me and I want to shout from the roof tops &#039;I am grieving!!! I am not over anything!&#039;


I&#039;m sorry to ramble. I&#039;m sorry for your loss.
Praying for you tonight.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Molly, I am so sorry for the loss of your precious one, Felicity. I only just found your blog today. My son died at 36 weeks just 6 weeks after your daughter went home to Jesus.</p>
<p>Owen&#8217;s life and death have rocked my very being and everything I&#8217;ve ever thought about God has been shaken. I have since lost 2 babies during the first trimester and find myself back at the beginning so to speak.</p>
<p>Thank you for your honesty, your transparency. God is using your life in ways you cannot imagine. Even though my anger and questions and the confusion abounds in my head, I can still see clearly that God does use all things. ugh. I hate even saying that sometimes, because it&#8217;s like a justification and saying &#8216;it&#8217;s ok with me that my son died.&#8217; When&#8230;no&#8230;It&#8217;s not ok that Owen and I are separated. I miss him. There is always a big hole, a void, where he should be growing up.</p>
<p>Your words strike a cord within me and I want to shout from the roof tops &#8216;I am grieving!!! I am not over anything!&#8217;</p>
<p>I&#8217;m sorry to ramble. I&#8217;m sorry for your loss.<br />
Praying for you tonight.</p>
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		<title>By: Stacy</title>
		<link>http://mollypiper.com/2009/01/the-holidays-15-months-later/#comment-3388</link>
		<dc:creator>Stacy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2009 20:55:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Just wanted to say that I really enjoy your blog and am praying for you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Just wanted to say that I really enjoy your blog and am praying for you.</p>
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		<title>By: Marla Taviano</title>
		<link>http://mollypiper.com/2009/01/the-holidays-15-months-later/#comment-3387</link>
		<dc:creator>Marla Taviano</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2009 05:03:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m so sorry, Molly.

One of my dear friends just gave birth to a baby girl at 22 weeks. They got to hold her, then she died. Another friend is 27 weeks pregnant with a baby girl who stopped growing at 16 weeks and won&#039;t live.

My heart breaks for each one of you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m so sorry, Molly.</p>
<p>One of my dear friends just gave birth to a baby girl at 22 weeks. They got to hold her, then she died. Another friend is 27 weeks pregnant with a baby girl who stopped growing at 16 weeks and won&#8217;t live.</p>
<p>My heart breaks for each one of you.</p>
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		<title>By: Boysmum2</title>
		<link>http://mollypiper.com/2009/01/the-holidays-15-months-later/#comment-3386</link>
		<dc:creator>Boysmum2</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2009 00:03:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have never been to that place you are describing, but man I feel for you. I got goosebumps just reading what you wrote.
May 2009 shine down on you and your family.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have never been to that place you are describing, but man I feel for you. I got goosebumps just reading what you wrote.<br />
May 2009 shine down on you and your family.</p>
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		<title>By: Megan</title>
		<link>http://mollypiper.com/2009/01/the-holidays-15-months-later/#comment-3385</link>
		<dc:creator>Megan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Jan 2009 19:20:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Your words capture so well what I was feeling this Christmas.  We lost our first child , Jeriah, this summer and are now expecting another little one in June.  I found I was more aware than ever that Jeriah was not there, even though he wouldn&#039;t even have been born yet.
Your blog has been a huge comfort and encouragement to me over these last few months.  Thank you for your honesty.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Your words capture so well what I was feeling this Christmas.  We lost our first child , Jeriah, this summer and are now expecting another little one in June.  I found I was more aware than ever that Jeriah was not there, even though he wouldn&#8217;t even have been born yet.<br />
Your blog has been a huge comfort and encouragement to me over these last few months.  Thank you for your honesty.</p>
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		<title>By: Brenda@CoffeeTeaBooks&#38;Me</title>
		<link>http://mollypiper.com/2009/01/the-holidays-15-months-later/#comment-3384</link>
		<dc:creator>Brenda@CoffeeTeaBooks&#38;Me</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Jan 2009 15:39:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was twenty-two years old when my first child, Matthew, was born and passed away within thirty minutes.

His sister was born the next year (and another son was added TWELVE years later).

Now there is another little Matthew toddling around.  My daughter named her fourth child (her second boy) Matthew.  They called and asked if &quot;I would mind&quot; if they named the newest boy Matthew.

Mind?  What an honor to a little boy who never knew what it was like to be held by his mother but went straight to our Lord.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was twenty-two years old when my first child, Matthew, was born and passed away within thirty minutes.</p>
<p>His sister was born the next year (and another son was added TWELVE years later).</p>
<p>Now there is another little Matthew toddling around.  My daughter named her fourth child (her second boy) Matthew.  They called and asked if &#8220;I would mind&#8221; if they named the newest boy Matthew.</p>
<p>Mind?  What an honor to a little boy who never knew what it was like to be held by his mother but went straight to our Lord.</p>
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		<title>By: Holly</title>
		<link>http://mollypiper.com/2009/01/the-holidays-15-months-later/#comment-3383</link>
		<dc:creator>Holly</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2009 23:21:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you for putting into words something I have not been able to. My loss is different than yours but I have not been able to admit these feelings - a sense that I would be condemned as a believer. That is what I so appreciate about your blog - your honesty and yet your unwavering faith. Thanks for the encouragement and I have been praying for you throughout the months that I have been a silent reader.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for putting into words something I have not been able to. My loss is different than yours but I have not been able to admit these feelings &#8211; a sense that I would be condemned as a believer. That is what I so appreciate about your blog &#8211; your honesty and yet your unwavering faith. Thanks for the encouragement and I have been praying for you throughout the months that I have been a silent reader.</p>
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		<title>By: Kelly @ Love Well</title>
		<link>http://mollypiper.com/2009/01/the-holidays-15-months-later/#comment-3382</link>
		<dc:creator>Kelly @ Love Well</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2009 05:22:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I can&#039;t stop thinking about this post, Molly -- and I can&#039;t stop praying for you. It&#039;s such a poignant description of grief. It has greatly tendered my heart.

My prayer for you is that God would truly, miraculous heal your wound, even as He makes Felicity more and more vivid to you.

I&#039;m so, so sorry for your loss, Molly.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can&#8217;t stop thinking about this post, Molly &#8212; and I can&#8217;t stop praying for you. It&#8217;s such a poignant description of grief. It has greatly tendered my heart.</p>
<p>My prayer for you is that God would truly, miraculous heal your wound, even as He makes Felicity more and more vivid to you.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m so, so sorry for your loss, Molly.</p>
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