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18 April 2010



I didn't just need a tissue - I needed the whole box.
Thank you for sharing Gaelan's short life with us. I hope your account will help others feeling similar pain to know they're not alone.
More than that - I hope this post has helped you with your healing process.

You are loved. If anyone who loves you could have spared you and your family this experience . . . things would be different today than they are.


Oh Nicole, my heart is just breaking for you. I'm so sad. What eloquent words you shared. All I can think of is this needs to be published. I know it's a private piece of you but I just had two other friends go through this exact same thing, a 16 week miscarriage and it was so hard. How helpful your words can be to others! How insightful and tender and comforting your story is as strange as it sounds. I thank you for sharing it and I wish you peace. I also wish I could be there for you even though you want to be alone. I wish I could stake camp in your beautiful yard and wait there until you needed me and I'd do whatever you wanted!! But as it is, I'm too far away. So let it be known you are in my heart and prayers and I miss you and love you tons and hope you heal both emotionally and physically quickly. Hang in there my friend, this too shall pass . . .


Dear Nicole,

this is truly a painful experience. It changes your life forever - you're part of a "club" you never wanted to join! :( I appreciate your story. Writing is wonderful. Thanks for sharing. Again, I'm so sorry for your deep loss.

No day will ever be the same again. I do promise that it will only be better though (your "new life"). Gaelan's life will truly mark an incredible beginning of a new life for you. I promise there is beauty in such darkness - but no worries about being alone. Aloneness only makes way for the spirit to dwell with you.

I would love for you to show off Gaelan's pics to me. Let me know when you're ready!

For now, here's a couple of fav. quotes:

"Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears. And how else can it be? The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight" (Gibran, 1923).

"There is no foot so small that it cannot leave an imprint on this earth."
- unknown

Blessings & Love to you during this incredible journey.



I'm sorry for your loss Nicole and appreciate your sharing more than you'll ever know. I had a tubal pregnancy that ended at about week 14. I could picture my face in your story. Very similar and yet different in circumstances the emotions are remarkably the same. Grieve and mourn and know that God's love for you is as infinite as your love for Gaelan. (((HUGS)))


I'm so very sorry Nicole. My heart is breaking for you. I hope you and your family are able to find some peace and comfort. {{{{Nicole}}}}

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