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[rivka]

I had to walk down the baby aisle at Rite Aid to get to the pads I need for the bleeding.

I had been doing so well, this morning. Cuddling Alex, making her a special breakfast, pressing my cheek against her hair and reading her stories. I was able to play with her and even laugh. My real live girl. I thought, I'll survive this.

And then there I was in the Rite Aid parking lot, icy rain bucketing down on my bare head, sobbing so hard I couldn't fit my car key in the lock.

I don't think this can possibly be my life.





I'm sorry. This is just going to be an awful journal to read for a while. I honestly won't mind if you don't.

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[tea-dragon.livejournal.com]

I'm so thankful to hear that your minister said what she did. You have very wise people around you.

I am so sorry for your loss- of course your grief is legitimate. Lemme at anyone who tries to say otherwise! Grief doesn't get any easier to deal with if people say it isn't there...