So, here's the thing. Today is the 3rd anniversary of my hysterectomy. I really thought that I was going to be a little better this year.
I've been blogging a lot about it and feel like I have let go of a lot of grief and frustrations.
This year was going to be better.
Yesterday, I found this.
This stupid pink sock made me cry. I cried every time I thought about the stupid pink sock.
I cried for the little girl that would never wear it.
I cried because I would never have a little boy so I could wish the sock was blue so he could wear it.
This adorable, yet hateful sock will never have a purpose in my home. I will never again have any use for it.
That sucks.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
3 Years/It's Just a Stupid Sock
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I am sorry Tenille, On a small scale I can understand, EVERY time I see ANYHTING pink or girly I wonder why I couldn't get my little girl. I would NEVER change any of my boys, but a small aprt of me still wonders why.
You are Awesome. You know that?
Your strength in sharing your hurts and pains are helping others probably more than you know.
I haven't lost a child but I can see the service you are giving to others and I think it is beautiful.
God bless you, Tennille.
You are wonderful.
Oh sweet honey. My heart is aching for you right now. I haven't had anything permanent, but we tried for a girl for one and a half years and I've decided we're done. Then we're moving and in our attic we discovered a box of little girl clothes from a previous renter. I started crying for the little girl I would never have.
Love ya girl :) x
Yes, yes it does. I experience (on a smaller scale) the same kinds of things, and I know they hurt terribly. Our ward is full of little babies right now, and it's killing me. Here's hoping your hurt will lessen, even though I know it will never go away.
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