As of late, Jer has been working into the night using every ounce of daylight to accomplish something. That is a feat, as I truly thought we were headed for another 40 day flood.
As a result it is often just the girls and I for dinner. The other nights, they were seated with full plates as I worked on filling mine. My back was to them when I heard this conversation.
Comedian: "Just the two of us..."
Bear: (in a serious-fact-correcting, yet very light hearted tone) "Comedian, you know there are three girls in this family. Emma went in mommy's belly first. Then she died. Then she came out. Then I went in mommy's belly next. I didn't die. Then I came out. Then you went in mommy's belly last. You didn't die either. They you came out. And that is why there are three sisters but only two of us eat at the dinner table."
Comedian: (not deterred in the slightest) " Yeah! Cause Emma lives to God. So Emma eats with God. She doesn't need to eat at our table cause God has great food at his table in heaven."
Cue random topic change, giggles and the rest of our dinner.
I love that they speak of Emma so concretely. I love that I was able to listen without falling apart. Oh boy...how far we've come.
WELCOME TO MY "OTHER" BLOG!
If you are coming from Building Heavenly Bridges (BHB), WELCOME and if you are finding me for the first time and looking for support after a loss, then please check me out at my grief/loss blog!
This blog is a series of anecdotes from our life after losing our first child, a stillborn daughter, then going on to birth the two other lights of our lives!
Bear is 6: serious, organized, my cruise director and my time keeper.
The Comedian is 4: She is pure comedy always doing something unintentionaly funny that I attempt to put into words.
Enjoy our stories, conversations, and delights as we embrace the lives of our second and third daughters without ever negating our first.
This blog is a series of anecdotes from our life after losing our first child, a stillborn daughter, then going on to birth the two other lights of our lives!
Bear is 6: serious, organized, my cruise director and my time keeper.
The Comedian is 4: She is pure comedy always doing something unintentionaly funny that I attempt to put into words.
Enjoy our stories, conversations, and delights as we embrace the lives of our second and third daughters without ever negating our first.
Children's Widsom - Quote of the week...
"I Wish Emma Was Alive Because I Would Tell Her Where The Bathroom Is"
Showing posts with label perfect moment monday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label perfect moment monday. Show all posts
Monday, July 6, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
Perfect Moment Monday - Cameras and Connectedness
Perfect moments happen everyday, Lori totally gets that… and this week I got a double dose. I found myself in a blissfully perfect emotive moment within another, more commercially perfect moment.
I captured our perfect images with this
I captured our perfect images with this
- a borrowed camera still in my possession after the memory walk. And – Oh.My.Good.God I fell madly in love with it.
Yes, that’s right, I have very strong feelings for this picture-clicker what with its easy adjustable zooming lens, clear quality, and (my heart actually skipped a beat) its lightning fast sequence capture ability.
It is hard to believe a die-hard scrapbooker like me has NOT ever touched such a magical item. *sigh* It will exist in my dreams for a spell more, as financially the perfectness that is that camera is not doable – yet.
And here, are the perfect moments it captured.
After the walk, we went to Emma’s grave. Comedian insisted on it and I, the doting mother, was more than happy to oblige seeing as I was planning on it anyway. The fact that it was her idea touched me more than I can say.
I brought Emma a protected copy of the walk program with an awareness pin we gave out at the one mile mark.
And here, are the perfect moments it captured.
After the walk, we went to Emma’s grave. Comedian insisted on it and I, the doting mother, was more than happy to oblige seeing as I was planning on it anyway. The fact that it was her idea touched me more than I can say.
I brought Emma a protected copy of the walk program with an awareness pin we gave out at the one mile mark.
Bear, who is still refusing to be pictured (please – just a short phase I pray) brought her one of the Share Southern Vermont balloons.
It flew to heaven before we could get it secured. “I guess Emma really wanted to hold the balloon” was her response.
And Comedian?
She brought her sister a schmorgasborg of items that “Emma did want to have for long and longer times because 'you know mom' they DO projects in heaven!”
Then – being the flexible little bundle that she is, picked them all back up so they wouldn’t get “rained and thundered on”.
*Big Contented Sigh* - My three girls, all together, without tears or questions. We were just there. It was perfect.
*Big Contented Sigh* - My three girls, all together, without tears or questions. We were just there. It was perfect.
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