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The CarlyMarie Project – Day 19

                                        Give

 

Looking at the topic of give makes me smile.  My husband and I found very early on that giving in memory of Clara was healing for us.  For me it made it feel less like I was simply throwing Clara’s stuff away and more that I was offering a little bit of Clara to others.  The first call we got in the ER was from the organ donation group.  They were asking us if we would be willing to donate Clara’s heart valves.  We said yes!

From there we slowly gave away some of her things, like diapers, wipes, and some clothes to a program for mothers in need.  We sent off the breast milk that we had stashed away to a Mother’s Milk Bank in Denver, CO.  Each year we use our local Angel Tree to find a little girl Clara’s age to give to.  We give to SIDS research and family help.  There are just so many ways we can and do give in the physical form.

Sometimes we are so stuck on material giving that we over look the self giving we can do.  Often times it is the giving of ourselves that can mean so much more that anything else.  I found the best giving to come from helping others.  Being a peer contact was one way I could help others.  God brought so many women into my life at a time when I and they needed it most.  To watch many of these women work through their grief has helped me walk through mine.  There insights have been helpful to mine.  The best part is seeing them smile again and return to God.  The love they share heals my heart a little more each time.

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The CarlyMarie Project – Day 18

                                       Gratitude

 

Throughout my loss I have found that gratitude changes.  Things I took advantage of before I found have new meaning.  I am grateful to share in some of the simplest things.  Just like in the days after losing Clara I continue to search each day for something to be grateful for.  Today I captured an image of the first thing I saw today… My messy living room.  It is one of those “odd” things to be thankful for.  When Clara died my living room was filled with baby toys, a swing, a play mat, baby clothes, diapers, wipes, transformers, and more.  In the weeks that followed my husband and I slowly packed these items up, put them away, or donated them.  It made our home feel so empty just like our empty arms.  It was such a shock to go from everything to nothing.  It makes todays messy living room feel welcomed.  Today I smile and capture a memory of something that I will someday miss again but love right now.

 PicsArt_10_18_2014 10_43_52 AM Enjoy the little things!!

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The CarlyMarie Project – Day 17

Explore

 

Exploring my grief journey was nothing short of a mess of mass confusion.  I am not always sure how I got to the point where life was good again.  I sometimes fear that I missed some part of the process because I didn’t have as many tears as others.  I look back and find two things that helped me to keep moving forward.  Finding the good in every day and keeping envy at bay absolutely were, and still are, the most important things to my survival.

We can never be at peace if we are always comparing ourselves, our grief, our changes, our lives, our families, or anything else against someone else.  I know that in the beginning of my journey I was guilty of this.  I compared myself to other mothers and asked God why they got to keep their kids and not me.  Why me, why not them?  Yeah, it was that bad but I am not ashamed to admit it because it happens to us all.  We all just want to know why because it isn’t fair in our eyes.  As the years have passed there has always been a hiccup here and there with some piece of my grief.  Each detour requires a need for me to stop and a reminder to look up instead of around me.  I am special and shaped in the way God wants me and so are those around me.  I don’t want to long for what someone else has or does.  I need to be me, I need to survive and be happy.

Another key to my journey has been finding good in every day.  This is the one thing I have done since Clara’s funeral.  It was my lifejacket in the rough seas.  As long as I found something good, no matter how small, I could focus on seeing blessings rather than all the other crappy things that come with losing a child.  When my husband was having a really tough time, we started doing this as a couple.  Some days my “good” was a hug or a smile and slowly my “good” became more.  It is the more that began to heal my heart.  The connecting with another mother, participating in an event, days when I could smile through tears.  Those are the moments I tend to focus on more because I have those happy moments to fall back on.  When some of the more sad moments come up I am able to say, “yeah but remember what happened right after that?” and there is a good memory to fill in too.

Today I feel at peace with my journey.  Every journey is filled with bumps and detours and mine is no exception.  Today I am at a place where I feel comfort, peace, and hope.  I can celebrate Clara’s life and talk about her with others.  I can share some of the most personal parts of my journey with honesty and not be fearful of being judged.  My journey is 5 years old and yet still so many years away from being over.  Looking ahead at all those years has me wondering about so many things.  How will I handle missing special events like prom, graduation, wedding, children?  I want to meet those dates with grace and hope.  I want to look out there are see those celebrating parents and be thankful for them, be happy for them.  I hope to be able to look at my nephew who was born 6 months after Clara and hug him on his these very same special events.  I want to be there for Clara’s friend Alexis as she experiences milestones and be happy to see this special young lady reminding us of ours.  I want for no other family to walk this journey of grief and yet I want to be there to help them if it does happen.   I want for nothing more than to be happy and remember all the lives my little girl has touched.

 

Journey begins with single step

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The CarlyMarie Project – Day 16

                                         Retreat

 

Half way through the month of October and the CarlyMarie Project.  Looking at the project topics to come and I realize that the easy part of the month is over.  The next 15 days are deep topics and although I am looking forward to them, I know they will take time.  It makes today a great day for a retreat!

For me this retreat means working on a bible study and try to catch up a little on my bible in a year project that has been put on hold.  It means looking back over the last 15 days and giving all the things that have come up to God.  It means a day of prayer.  Prayers of thankfulness and of releasing fears.  God truly is my best listener.  He is my rock.  Yes, God is my rock, not my husband.  My husband may have been the one who has been by my side through this journey but God is the one leading me through.  So for now I will retreat from the world and take nap time to be with the Lord.
Blessings to you all!

God… You are my place of quiet retreat; I wait for Your word to renew me.  
Psalm 119:114

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The CarlyMarie Project – Day 15

Wave of Light

Wave of Light - In Memory of Clara

A Child on Loan
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“I’ll lend to you for a little time,
A child of mine,” God said,
“For you to love while he lives
And mourn for when he’s dead.”

“It may be one or seven years
Or twenty-one or three,
But will you till I call him back,
Take care of him for me?”

“He’ll bring his charms to gladden you
And should his stay be brief,
You’ll have these precious memories
To comfort you through grief.”

“I cannot promise he will stay
Since all from earth return.
But there are lessons taught down there
I want this child to learn.”

“I’ve looked this world over,
In my search for teachers true.
In the crowds of this great land,
I have selected you.”

“Now will you give him all your love
Not think the labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call
To take him back again?”

I fancied what I heard them say,
“Dear Lord, Thy will be done.
For all the joy Thy child shall bring,
the risk of grief we’ll run.

We’ll shelter him with tenderness,
we’ll love him while we may,
And for the happiness we’ve known,
forever grateful stay.

But should the angels call for him,
sooner than we’ve planned,
We’ll brave the bitter grief that comes
and try to understand.”

Edgar Guest

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The CarlyMarie Project – Day 14

Light/Dark

 

As I look at todays journaling bit I realize that I started this a little yesterday with pregnancy and future children. The struggle of my heart.  The good and the bad, the happiness and the fear.  I can’t help but remember the beautiful words my husband spoke at Clara’s visitation.   He wanted everyone to make sweet out of the bitter, make the lemons into lemonade.  So today I find it fitting to share that image, our image, of light and dark.

Pink lemonade

Grief is a constant back and forth of light and dark.  We mourn our loss and yet we celebrate the life we once held.  We cry and at the same time giggle through our tears at the funny stories and memories.  We do things to honor our children and still feel sad that we are attending that very event.  We share joys of more children and hide our fears.  We are changed.  The battle between the light and dark is different that it was before our loss.  It is real, babies really do die.  Hearts can be shattered.  Memories are precious.  Little things bring smiles to our hearts and tears to our eyes.

Today my swings between light and dark are fewer but never completely gone.  My home is filled with reminders of pink and yellow.  They will always signify my struggle and blessings, my tears and laughter, my hopes and dreams,
my bitter and my sweet.

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The CarlyMarie Project – Day 13

Season

"The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day He created spring."  Bern Williams

“The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day He created spring.”
Bern Williams

Spring!  The season of new birth.  Everything about spring reminds me of Clara.  The new flowers on the rose bushes, the pink blossoms on her tree, the sun shining, the green grass, and celebration of Easter.  Even the rain reminds me of her.  The way it comes and goes reminds me of the waves of tears I shed, then and now, for her.  If I could live in a single season, it would be spring 🙂

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The CarlyMarie Project – Day 12

                                         Music

 

Over the course of the past few years I have shared music that reminds me of Clara.  Each year that list grows by a song of two.  After lots of thought I felt like there is a part of grief that often doesn’t get talked about.  It is a time that should be filled with tremendous happiness.  For mothers who have lost a baby, this time can be filled with apprehension, sadness, and happiness.  That time is pregnancy and first year of life.

Frozen has become a much watched movie in my home.  As I have been working on this years CarlyMarie Project I have found one of the songs to really touch my heart.  It isn’t because of the overall lyrics, although there are several lines that do speak volumes to how I felt.  For the First Time in Forever shows the back and forth battle my heart went through being both happy and fearful.

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 “I’m getting what I’m dreaming of. A chance to change my lonely world.  A chance to find true love.”

When I got pregnant with Lincoln just 6 weeks after we lost Clara we were happy.   I had a chance to fill our empty, aching arms with another little life.  How could I not be excited?  I was going to have another chance to hold a little one.  I was excited and yet I was very fearful.

“Don’t let them in.  Don’t let them see.  Be the good girl you always have to be.”  

There were days I just wanted to scream how fearful I was and yet I couldn’t.  I often heard “Fear isn’t from God.  Good women of Christ give it to God and then they can find peace.”  It made me feel as though I needed to hide the feelings of my heart so that I could be that “good woman of Christ”.  I did give my fears to God, but I am human and I can still feel fearful.  I can worry and still feel everything will be okay.

Today I am no longer having children and my littlest is 19 months old.  The back and forth that Anna and Elsa have in this song has subsided a bit but the song brings back those bittersweet months and years of elation and apprehension.  It is a back and forth I hope outsiders can look into and be the friend that asks about it.  Ask that mom what she fears most.  Listen to her.  Hug her.  Let her know that it is okay and normal.  You will help heal her heart!

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CarlyMarie Project – Day 11

                                     Special Place

 

It was never an option to leave Clara’s room as it was.  We found this hutch to be a place where we could place special things that were received or purchased in memory of her.  Angels, flowers, and pictures fill our special place.  It is a place where we can share Clara with our guests.

special place

We also keep pictures of her with the rest of our kids because she will forever be one of our children.

Super Heroes & Fairy Tales

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The CarlyMarie Project – Day 10

                                        Support

 

Support comes in so many forms.  It is hard to decide what the best support really is.  What I needed back when Clara passed away is different that what I need today.  I think supporters come and go and there is really no perfect supporter.  Once I recognized that no single person will be there 100% of the way I was able to better see how each person was offering their hearts, shoulders, and themselves.

Back when Clara passed I really needed peoples kind words.  Sometimes that isn’t what I got but I tried not to let “unkind” words hurt because not everyone knows what to say.  For me creating a list of the “worst things to say” helped.  It was a way to write these terrible responses down and actually made me laugh at many of them.  I remember moving phrases up and down the list and saying, “I can’t believe someone said that to me.”  I don’t think this works for everyone but for me it helped me let this stuff roll off my shoulders.

Sometimes support comes from strangers and just knowing that you are not alone.  Being able to participate in awareness events with other families is what I needed for a long time.  Participating didn’t always mean I was there in person either.  There have been many events that I have donated to in Clara’s memory.  Supporting the community of ladies that are also trying to raise awareness works for me whether I am there in person or in spirit.

Now that I am 5 and a half years on my path, I have found that the best supporters are the ones that remember Clara’s birthday, death day, “Run for Their Lives!”, and just mention her name once in a while.  Those who spend time sharing stories and listening to stories show me that they still care.  That support reminds me that Clara has not been forgotten.   That is the best support I could ask for.

Here are some memories from the support we got in memory of Clara this June.

 

Kids getting ready to run the 1 mile run.  They were surrounded by others their age that too have lost a sibling.

Kids getting ready to run the 1 mile run. They were surrounded by others their age that too have lost a sibling.

Just a few of our supporters this year.

Just a few of our supporters this year.

Clara's friend Alexis has been at the run every year!  Getting to hug her each time feels so good :)

Clara’s friend Alexis has been at the run every year! Getting to hug her each time feels so good 🙂

Lots of our family are here showing support for the kids.

Lots of our family are here showing support for the kids.

Running to the finish!

Running to the finish!

And then going back in the rain to finishing up with part of our group.

And then going back in the rain to finishing up with part of our group.

Encouraging Damon to finish up the 5K after running the 1 mile kids run.  #support

Encouraging Damon to finish up the 5K after running the 1 mile kids run. #support

“When someone is going through a storm, your silent presence is more powerful than a million empty words.”  
Thema Davis

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