tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76554524397208747.post8531924589934466532..comments2023-04-01T03:49:22.593-07:00Comments on After Eva: Right Where I Am 2013: One year Nine months Two weeks Four days.Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11910371746336686970noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76554524397208747.post-15007239205686486862013-07-07T18:13:40.056-07:002013-07-07T18:13:40.056-07:00I wish that none of us had to live in a world with...I wish that none of us had to live in a world without our child/children. Eva's garden sounds beautiful. Taking care of the flowers makes sense to me - I somehow also equate taking care of our sons' grave to my way of taking care of them. Sending hope and hugs to you and Eva. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76554524397208747.post-32248284265587126922013-06-19T20:30:22.971-07:002013-06-19T20:30:22.971-07:00Just want to say I'm sorry for your loss. Eva....Just want to say I'm sorry for your loss. Eva. What a beautiful name. I love what you said about your rainbow and it's not his job to heal you but he does. So true. XoCarolinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00101380791416834049noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76554524397208747.post-42163083230215317592013-06-11T13:40:15.310-07:002013-06-11T13:40:15.310-07:00I love the names of Eva's sunflowers. Just gor...I love the names of Eva's sunflowers. Just gorgeous. I just had to google portulaca roses as I have never heard of them before - what beautiful flowers they are. <br /><br />I like your description of the love still remaining the same, so strong, but the pain becoming softer. I feel that too as the years have passed, the softening.<br /><br />I have yet to meet another baby Georgina, it is a rather unusual name here in the UK. I have also never 'met' another Eva - although I suppose that I only know your daughter through your writing. That must have hurt and these things are so unexpected too. You can't fortify yourself against them as you have no prior knowledge. <br /><br />I am the same about hearing my living children breathing. I just like to check. I think I always will and can imagine myself sneaking in when they are grown up, just checking. <br /><br />Remembering your beautiful Eva xCatherine Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01618295389400457254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76554524397208747.post-62808399888010610802013-06-09T04:52:50.522-07:002013-06-09T04:52:50.522-07:00Thank you for writing this.
My child has a rather...Thank you for writing this.<br /><br />My child has a rather popular name, and so I hear and see his name quite often. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76554524397208747.post-31190591356406053072013-06-06T07:41:34.184-07:002013-06-06T07:41:34.184-07:00When I read your sentence -- "The pain tells ...When I read your sentence -- "The pain tells me that my heart will never be really whole again." -- I believe that you can be whole again . . . that maybe you were never whole to begin with that this is part of the process to becoming more complete than you ever imagined . . . that because of the pain you can become more whole than you ever were before and that through the heartache you can find true healing.fawnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18074097851569470894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76554524397208747.post-73273040389095612752013-06-04T03:46:51.354-07:002013-06-04T03:46:51.354-07:00Thank you for posting this. I have often seen sim...Thank you for posting this. I have often seen similar kinds of posts, blog hops but never felt ready/able to participate. You may have just inspired me! Carolinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00764864373068616461noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76554524397208747.post-36862330799036438882013-06-03T22:20:14.222-07:002013-06-03T22:20:14.222-07:00Thank you Curls
Thank you Curls<br />Emhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11910371746336686970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76554524397208747.post-73622079700933048802013-06-03T22:19:49.378-07:002013-06-03T22:19:49.378-07:00Yes I stared at that baby a long, long time too.
F...Yes I stared at that baby a long, long time too.<br />For clarity's sake. In the previous post she did know Eva had died but had heard we had a rainbow and thought he was a girl.<br />Thank you for stopping by and commenting.Emhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11910371746336686970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76554524397208747.post-87992894416091369122013-06-03T18:07:49.961-07:002013-06-03T18:07:49.961-07:00It's hard seeing another baby with our baby...It's hard seeing another baby with our baby's name. I was at a baby group with my daughter and a mom introduced her baby Henry and I stared at him the whole time we were there. Then I felt compelled to tell her I had a Henry too only to move onto the awkward "How old is he?" question. <br /><br />I just read your previous post, too, and it is amazing how long after the fact you can run into people who knew you had a baby but didn't know he or she died. Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03533706560591305512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76554524397208747.post-13828596931404698602013-06-03T05:17:10.589-07:002013-06-03T05:17:10.589-07:00I have yet to find another in real life meeting of...I have yet to find another in real life meeting of a girl named Lyra. I'm not sure how I'd handle it...I think you did marvelously. Sending love and light and remembering Eva.Rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09811996974976569965noreply@blogger.com