Our September newsletter is now available online. Included you will find:
- Information about our October 15th Remembering Our Babies Walk
- An opportunity to share your story
- Follow-up from volunteering at the Rockingham County Fair
- Family activities to help guide children through grief
Just a reminder of our special monthly coffee, Thursday, February 14, 2013, 10 a.m. – noon at our office. Coffee, tea and light refreshments provided. For those who want to connect with other bereaved families. Our office address is 206 Main Street Dayton, VA 22821. If you have any questions, email firstname.lastname@example.org or call or text 540-810-4351. We hope to see you there.… Read the rest
These two necklaces are so special to me. The small heart has Sadie’s name and date of birth/death on it. My mom gave it to me for Christmas a few years ago. Every year, mom gets me something special with Sadie’s name engraved or written on it. I know that among all her 26 grandchildren, two of which have passed away, she remembers our sweet Sadie. There is no better Christmas gift to this mother than to remember my baby with me. The second necklace was given to me by a dear sweet friend who has had three of her own babies die.… Read the rest
Day 7: What to say: People have been so wonderful and supportive, even five years later. Here are some of the things that have sustained me through some of my darkest grief.
Day 4 ~ Capture Your Grief 2012 ~ Most Treasured Item: This one was hard for me. We have so few things that actually belonged to Sadie, but I keep all her things in a little box and those times where I need to “hold her,” I open her box. Those teeny tiny diapers and blood pressure cuffs get me every time. Again, to participate in this event or to view more pictures, visit CarlyMarie’s Facebook Event.
I remember randomly turning on the TV the morning of April 16, 2007. I was horrified by the news that was taking place before my eyes as the tragedy at VA Tech unfolded. I was home, babysitting a few children. To this day, I am not sure why I felt compelled to turn the news on that morning, something I rarely did when the children were around.
I was speechless. I was angry. I felt helpless. I could not relate.… Read the rest