tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163203822642488592.post608927768470785101..comments2023-12-28T05:37:28.168-05:00Comments on Once A Mother...: Still HersOnce A Motherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15974149780531831971noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163203822642488592.post-32567106266274883952011-10-23T18:06:52.248-04:002011-10-23T18:06:52.248-04:00Please don't take the bumble bees down...that ...Please don't take the bumble bees down...that room is hers...yours...let it be a room for both of you...a place where she inspires your writing..let the room be repurposed for the both of you...just sayin'mysharona76https://www.blogger.com/profile/17911641257808513096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163203822642488592.post-81202823268812269782011-10-21T02:16:45.464-04:002011-10-21T02:16:45.464-04:00It will always be Peyton's room - this breaks ...It will always be Peyton's room - this breaks my heart for you. I remember the post where you wrote in the dust. I remember looking at her unopened gifts and the cute decor of her room. I remember your anguish, and for us who have lost children, the anguish is still there. we just know how to control those raw feelings now.(((HUGS)) friend.Sarita Boyettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05114918446765517683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163203822642488592.post-41715254070096407152011-10-20T05:47:57.194-04:002011-10-20T05:47:57.194-04:00Hope's name still hangs on our nursery door. S...Hope's name still hangs on our nursery door. So does Angus' and Juliet's. We're only in a two bedroom house, and that room will always be the baby's room, and she was the first baby who was supposed to come home to it.<br />xoHope's Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04984543289642681339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163203822642488592.post-53911094451390888362011-10-19T16:00:36.806-04:002011-10-19T16:00:36.806-04:00Emma didn't have a room to come home to. We ha...Emma didn't have a room to come home to. We hadn't worked out the logistics of where she would sleep once she left our room. So, I can only imagine how difficult it must be to make the changes. I wish she had been able to come home to it too.Fireflyforeverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15290560217994184778noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163203822642488592.post-74552003392498072882011-10-19T15:06:53.595-04:002011-10-19T15:06:53.595-04:00she is in the room with you and the bubbas ALWAYS....she is in the room with you and the bubbas ALWAYS...xAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163203822642488592.post-81751359809149805532011-10-19T12:59:52.543-04:002011-10-19T12:59:52.543-04:00"I can still feel the child who made me a mom..."I can still feel the child who made me a momma."<br /><br />My heart is heavy with your loss. 1112 days; fractions of a life as well as many lifetimes.<br /><br />Big hugs to you.Lori Lavender Luzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15394441222262940632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163203822642488592.post-36301224192412569472011-10-19T11:17:06.509-04:002011-10-19T11:17:06.509-04:00Tears and a sad heart. I cannot imagine how hard ...Tears and a sad heart. I cannot imagine how hard it must be to change Peyton's room. I can imagine how the memories come flooding back. It might be a comfort to remember that she is in your heart (and in ours too) and that is more than just a crib or a room. I do recognize the room/physical are important reminders. Sending you hugs and a virtual shoulder to cry on. We miss you beautiful Peyton. That room as it was in August 2008 IS, IS Still Yours/Hers.Liathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03712036800388612656noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163203822642488592.post-46569989312176855962011-10-19T11:00:19.797-04:002011-10-19T11:00:19.797-04:00My heart hurts for you.My heart hurts for you.Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18132650070996872540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163203822642488592.post-54644795134869588782011-10-19T10:56:52.254-04:002011-10-19T10:56:52.254-04:00My heart hurts for you, I know this is not easy fo...My heart hurts for you, I know this is not easy for you. Hugs my friend and I long for the day you get to see your beautiful Peyton again.Gildahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02303055661001498091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163203822642488592.post-61928995389755982562011-10-19T10:53:08.169-04:002011-10-19T10:53:08.169-04:00Thank you for sharing this. I can feel & under...Thank you for sharing this. I can feel & understand just what you are saying. It's been 15 months since my son died & I have a 3 month old rainbow baby, but I can't yet clean up his room to allow her to sleep in there. I just am not ready to, so reading that you are now just doing it makes me feel better.Jenn @Treasuring Lifes Blessingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11064643472453403394noreply@blogger.com