Stillbirth
One Step At A Time
By: Robyn Busekrus One of my favorite things to do is to sit outside at night and watch the sun go down. Sometimes the deer run through our woods and the birds perch on the feeders. When I think of the purpose in the serenity of the woods, it’s to reflect on the simple things:…
Read MoreLove From Up Above
By: Evelyn Rodriguez Bereaved sibling, Evelyn Rodriguez wrote a children’s book in honor of her sister Vivianne. Please read the introduction from Evelyn and click on the link to view her book. This book is dedicated to all the surviving children who have lost their siblings. We are a part of an exclusive group with…
Read MoreThe Days can be Good and Bad
By: Marie Kriedman A pregnancy loss took my breath away before my daughter had a chance to experience her first one. Like many women, I had no idea what it meant to recover from a miscarriage until I was in the middle of the experience. There were many things I “had” to do, for which…
Read MoreA Letter to my Baby Girl
By: Julz Richterman Finding out I was pregnant 4 months after losing my baby, Bobby, brought a wave of conflicting emotions. I was thrilled I was pregnant again, anxious I would have to live through another nightmare, and angry that the new baby was “replacing” the one I lost. I decided to write this letter…
Read MoreGrowing in Grief
By: Robyn Busekrus Gardening is one of my hobbies that I enjoy. This year, my garden hasn’t been as productive as in previous years. The drought and heat have hindered our garden’s growth. When planning our garden, I think of the best produce to grow. I have learned through experience of which items grow with…
Read MoreA Symbol of Hope and Peace
By: Marie Kriedman My miscarriage made me doubt that grief is survivable. Rationally, I knew I would survive, but emotionally, my pain was so raw that I couldn’t breathe. A friend told me that grief is like an ocean tide. The concept really resonated with me. Grief is strong, powerful, and crushing when it first…
Read MoreWalking Down the Stairs: Even Good Days Hurt
By: Julz Richterman Tragedy is a gas that seeps into every part of your life. Not only are you left remembering the “before” you, but you are haunted by the “should be” and “what if” you – the you who will never exist. You miss the person who never thought about these two opposing realities:…
Read MoreBeing Part of the Club
By: Amanda Crews When I was in labor with our son, Carson, at 37 weeks, I had a dear friend visit me. She, too, had experienced the loss of a child. She stood alongside my bed, as my body prepared for a long labor, and she apologized. She said, “I am so sorry, Amanda. This…
Read MoreI Wanted to Say Thank You, but I Couldn’t: A Letter to MY Parents
By: Julz Richterman Saying “thank you” used to be easy. You always supported me, even if you didn’t agree with me. You let me make my own mistakes, celebrated with me when life went well, and stood by me when it didn’t. None of this changed when I said I wanted to go to a…
Read MoreSad Moments During Special Days
By: Marie Kriedman I find myself in a new place of my grief journey: regret, with a side helping of disappointment and sorrow. I am struggling with the fact that my last pregnancy ended in death. My husband and I would like to add to our family, but my age makes it more difficult. We…
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