While June 20th became the special day as far as Izzy leaving us, everything that happened on This Day one year ago, (the night we shut off the life support), lurked in my psyche. Or maybe it’s woven in my soul, because it’s there whether I look at it or not. I spent the day…
in all things
If we all come from stardust, then you are galaxies. The light in this sweet face, lit from within, is born of a million suns, and my own body that carried you And carries you still. Your breath is the wind now. Under my hand, you are the tree. And the grass. And the ocean….
August 20, 2007-June 20, 2018
It’s almost been one year. The time has both flown and been so saturated with emotion, that every hour has sometimes seemed like a slog. More than once, I thought ‘the time has come to say What Happened at the end.’ To tell the whole story of our final days with Izzy, as either a…
The little things are big things when they become the last things
Last year, I bought the girls Peep stuffies. Pink for Talia and yellow for Izzy. They came from CVS of all places and are of surprisingly high quality. The girls liked them but while Talia has a zillion stuffies, Izzy was starting to grow out of them. But she had this one on her bed…
How to Survive a Broken Heart
her heart brokeso she left her bodyshe left her body and my heart brokei invite her to live in mineto fill in the cracks,with her loveso that we both find a way to live on
Eight months
It’s been eight months since I’ve heard Isabel speak. Eight months since I’ve touched her hair, or given her a hug and a kiss. Eight months since I messed with her cute little ears in the mirror while she stands at the sink, brushing her teeth. Eight months since I’ve heard her laugh, or cry,…
It will get better…
I started this post about how time soothes the worst of the grief and wound up with six miles of text. There is so much to say, and many topics have multiple aspects; I realize I’m going to have to stay very focused on a topic, knowing that I’ll have to revisit certain themes more…
Not the beginning, but a beginning…
My profile in the bio of this blog states that our eldest daughter “passed away in her sleep” due to cardiac arrest. This is true but not the whole story of what happened that morning. While it is true that we feel (most “we” here refers to my husband and Izzy’s father) that Isabel left…
I Have Two Daughters 