There is some truth to the expression “No Pain, No Gain”, and it can apply to many aspects of a life. It has been a little over four years since the death of my wife. My now 16 year old daughter was 12 at the time. The loss of a mother for a girl just entering her teen years can be catastrophic. A child can start acting out in many ways.
It's so strange, living in this new reality where the world hasn't stopped just because my pregnancy has. When you lose someone, you feel like the galaxy should just shut down, at least for a day, to acknowledge the death of something/someone huge. For example, I think mail shouldn't be delivered and computers should stop working.
Miscarriage grief has always been a minimized and invalidated ‘hidden grief’. My first miscarriage occurred when I was 27 years old. I had been blissfully married for five years and was elated to be pregnant. However, when I had a miscarriage during my third month of pregnancy, my elation turned to despair.
Moon River, wider than a mile,
I'm crossing you in style some day.
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker,
wherever you're going I'm going your way…
Moon River – lyrics by Johnny Mercer, music by Henry Mancini
© 1961 Paramount Music Corporation, ASCAP
“I am a phoenix.” We have all seen the commercials on TV where people are touting their degree from the online university. Well, I am a phoenix also, but not the university kind. I am like the mythical phoenix which was consumed by fire and arose from the ashes a new creature. This is my story.