Friday, July 18, 2008

I'm A Holder

Yeah, it's probably not what you're thinking though. I just hold things in and let them build up until I explode. And that is exactly what happened yesterday. Every thing was going along splendidly, or so I pretended. And once again, BOOM! You probably felt the Earth shake where you are and I'm hoping the flood of tears didn't cause you any water damage.

A good friend sent me an email with a link to this blog. I didn't even make it to the blog before my eyes got weepy. She mentioned Leah by name which pretty much no one does. And it made me so happy I cried. Then I actually clicked on the link she sent and I cried harder as I read Molly's post. Which led me to go to Molly's blog and her entire series on how to help some one going through a loss. Which had me blubbering like a little baby. But it was so relieving to know that everything I'm going through is normal. It was like Molly was is my head with some of the things she said. And as much as I hate it, it's comforting to know I'm not the only one dealing with the loss of a baby. It's like being in a club that you never wanted any part of. And I wish I could say nope sorry, no more members. We're full. But I know there are more families joining this club of complete heartbreak at this very moment.

So take a second and go read Molly's eloquent and well worded series. Unfortunately you may have a friend, loved one or even acquaintance join this club. And to know that silence does more harm than good and have an inkling of how to help them through will be appreciated more than you will ever know.


Heather said...

Amy, I worried all day yesterday that I was going to ruin a perfectly good day for you by sending that but I needed to read it and I really felt like you may, too. I do love you girl.

Crystal said...

I was thankful that same friend pointed me to that blog. Leah is on my mind daily, and I feel awful I haven't told you that.

Kimberly said...

I joined "the club" last month. It sucks, doesn't it? Everybody seems to have expectations that I just can't meet about how to deal with it all. From the "are you over it" to the "be sure to let it all out" I'm left swinging in the breeze from one side to the other--pleasing no one. It's good to not feel alone. Especially when you've just found out one of your best friends is pregnant and she didn't want to be.