Comments on: We used to be happy people… I even have proof.

By: Kiley

Kiley — Tue, 27 Apr 2010 02:44:25 +0000

Molly, we lost our daughter to stillbirth 2 months ago….and reading your blog and how open you are about your feelings have helped me incredibly. Its made me feel like I’m not the only one who is so lost…. thank you so much. I’m praying for you and your sweet family.

By: Tim

Tim — Wed, 14 Oct 2009 16:18:10 +0000

Thank you for being so open and vulnerable with your story. I’m so sorry for your loss.

–Tim

By: Leslie Camp

Leslie Camp — Fri, 11 Sep 2009 18:35:31 +0000

How I admire your transparency and eloquence. You always seem to say so much of what I am feeling, but could never put into words or have the guts to say out loud.

Its been over eight years since my Ethan was stillborn and I have experienced many deep joys in those eight years. I just sometimes wish to be that superficial happy-go-lucky girl who never had trouble sleeping and didn’t have dark circles under her eyes!

Sounds trite, I know. But its real. I’m just so tired and I feel old. I wouldn’t trade anything that I have learned from my loss (our God is so good), but I would trade some of these “secondary losses!”

By: Alison Patterson

Alison Patterson — Sun, 06 Sep 2009 19:23:06 +0000

I”m a stranger (not for long) to your blog but just wanted to say thanks for putting into words what I’m feeling. My husband and I lost our son, James, last October. He was born still at 8 months and even though we were prepared for his fate (he was diagnosed with Trisomy 18 at 4 months) loosing him has been difficult. As we approach his first birthday life goes on and hopefully we get back to happy.

By: Emily Cassetty

Emily Cassetty — Sun, 23 Aug 2009 04:01:54 +0000

I so appreciate this. I used to be a happy girl, too. Our third daughter, Miller Grace, lived five days on this earth. We, too, have been blessed with a healthy child since she left us in June, 2007. But still, the pain remains. Our Redeemer lives though and He is making everything – everything! – beautiful in His time.

By: Steph

Steph — Sat, 22 Aug 2009 11:38:54 +0000

Thank you for your beautiful and honest words. My first child, Dominic, was stillborn in January this year and I have just been guided to your blog by a kind friend. Your words have made me weep (something I am now so much more familiar with than I was a year ago) but they have also comforted and encouraged me.
I love your last three paragraphs. This year I have already found so much of what you say to be true in my life in a way I was never aware of before. God loves us. He is good. He made us to be exactly who we are. Our children are with Him. None of this will be wasted. All praise and glory to Him.

By: Alecia

Alecia — Fri, 21 Aug 2009 18:01:40 +0000

Thank you for being salt in a very dark place. There is so much beauty in the honesty and the struggle and the sharing of this pain.

By: Stacie

Stacie — Fri, 21 Aug 2009 02:36:02 +0000

Great post. I try to check in with your blog from time to time and always love to read what you have to say. While I have not lost a child, my son was diagnosed with brain and spine cancer in March of 2008. He finished chemotherapy in June of this year and has his first post-chemo scan tomorrow morning. I can relate to much of what you had to say in this post. The not knowing how all of this battle will end has forever changed me.

Much love,
Stacie Smith

By: Lisa writes...

Lisa writes... — Sat, 15 Aug 2009 14:49:28 +0000

I realize this post is a few weeks old but I wanted to tell you how much I appreciate its raw honesty. Your desire and determination to cling to the sovereignty and goodness of God in the midst of great heartache is both challenging and inspiring. “None of it will be wasted”–what a testimony of faith. May He continue to show Himself faithful in the secondary losses and the daily-ness of life…

By: cindy morris

cindy morris — Thu, 13 Aug 2009 23:59:44 +0000

it has been 2 1/2 years since our 3 yr. twin went to live with Jesus…i wrote this today……its on my blog…..

i was laying half propped up on my bed yesterday morning
looking out the window
thinking….
so much is the same
as when you were here
trees are in the same place
the garden has the same
dirt that your hands
dug in
yours and siah’s big yellow
dump trucks laying
in the same sandbox
the little bench sits
in the same place as
when
you
sat on it
the furniture in our house is in
the
same places
the trampoline is in the
same
place as when you jumped on it
so much is the same
and then as i was looking out the window
your same little twin brother
zips past the window
on his bike
i am thankful that he was old
enough at the time to remember you
yet young enough even now
that the weight of sorrow is not
changing him
he’s the same funny little guy
that reminds me of you
so much is the same
but
i
am
not

Cindy (Joel’s mom)