Tuesday, May 8, 2012

It Takes a Village

They say it takes a village to raise a child.  I would also like to add that it takes a village to heal from a loss.  Since my very first doctor's appointment straight through the news of the miscarriage to the surgery to the ectopic pregnancy my support system has rallied.

My husband, Andy, has been beyond amazing.  We've always had a really great relationship, but this has brought us even closer together.  From taking me out to dinner when he knew that cooking was the last thing on my mind, to holding me while I cried, he's baked me cookies when he knew that I (still) couldn't drink because of the methotrexate.  He sat by me the entire time in the hospital, asked questions to the doctor, and managed to make me laugh in the most grim of situations.  He continues to take care of me, even though the worst has passed.  And for that I'll always be grateful.

My sister, Meaghan, has driven me to doctor's appointments or watched Isabella so I could go.  My friends text me daily and came up to help with Isabella when I couldn't lift her.  They ran errands with me and let me know daily that they are thinking of me.  And my mom has taken Isabella any time I needed her to.

And I cannot even express how you're comments and emails help to soothe my grieving spirit.  I know that it's probably not easy to read post after post that deals with loss and pain and grief, but you've never told me to "buck up" or "move on."  You've shared your stories, given me permission to fully feel this pain, and kept me in your prayers.  I can never thank you enough.  You will never truly know the extent of my gratitude for each and every one of you who have stuck by me through this journey.

With my village I know I will heal.
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2 comments:

Jo said...

So glad to hear that Andy, your mom & sister and close friends have been able to give you the support you need. Still thinking of you.

Tammy said...

So happy you have so much strong support around you - and what sounds like an amazing husband. If anyone tells you to Buck up or move on, I will throat punch them (I'm hormonal and not apologizing, ha!).

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