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Sunday, May 15, 2011

Tears



It has been a while. Once you think that you get a handle on your grief, your heart seems to break and the tears come once again. It has been the toughest journey I have ever been on.


Livi's headstone was placed. Now her eternal marker of where her body lies has her name. I vow that she will never be forgotten. Never. I saw it I cried.


I attended an awesome lecture with my Dad, my bro - his wife, my bro-in law. I learned how our body, minds and spirit are all connected. I learned how we manifest this connection within our body language. I learned that vision boards really do work. I learned that I am a deeply spiritual person. I learned that there is a connection between heaven and earth that is very close. When someone asked, if I had children. I hesitated to answer. Then, she said, "Did you forget you had any kids? Oh I was furious. I cried. I didn't forget, I have scars all over my body, that does not let me forget. I struggle to give any information to strangers. They ask, if I don't say that I don't have kids, am I forgetting her? If I say, "I have daughter", the next question is always....how old is she? I cry....I don't forget her but I am sick and tired of telling my story. Tired. I think that my body is angry for all that I have put it through. The 13 surgeries and all, the pain, the fatigue, the weakness. I cry for the loss of my body.


Mother's day came and went. Dear friends brought me a beautiful card, with a message that tugged at my heart strings. I survived my first mother's day. Awkward. I am a mom? I cried.


Sophie won a makeover for four friends. We went and looked pretty - oh so pretty. Her friend mentioned that when I came to her house - she mentioned that I had a calm spirit about me. Hmm-where have I heard this before? - I cried.


I had lunch with a very dear friend Rachel. She understands more than anyone right now. I listened to her questions and her thoughts on this long grief journey. She is strong. She is brave. Why us? Why now? There are a lot of Why's. I ate lunch. Came home and cried.


"Tears are words our heart can not express."


May we all have tears and may we share in the tears of others.

4 comments:

ThE CrAZy GaTEs! said...

What a beautiful post! Thank you for bringing meaning into my fast, overloaded, and empty day today. I love you.

Jessica said...

My Elizabeth would be 4 next month. I still hesitate when asked about my kids. I never know what the "right" answer is.

I am sorry for your tears. I can only hope they are cleansing to the soul.

We love and pray for you continually.

Kayla Sheehy said...

Corrine my dearest cousin, I love you so much! It's ok to cry, you don't need to be strong all the time. You are such a wonderful person. Don't be afaid to let your feelings out.

Anonymous said...

Corrinne,
I have thought of you and Livi so many times this last 11 months and I hope that you are faring better each day. I know that no one who has not lost a baby can know your pain and sorrow. It's been 33 years and I still miss that baby and wonder who she would have been. I have been blessed with 2 more wonderful children and Sheila's wonderful kids as my nieces and nephews but I still miss her firstborn and the baby that i never got to have. You are an inspiration to me daily as I grumble about things that are really trivial and then I think about you and your sweet Livi and I feel blessed. I will never forget your struggle or little Livi. and YES you are a Mom!!!

Love and Prayers,
Janet