He's getting so big. Cute with the stroller....he needs a baby sister or brother to stroll. Wink, wink. Your hair is getting long. Growing it out? Looks good. Remember when we were making sure our hair was the perfect length for our weddings. sigh.
Go ahead and mention my child, the one that died, you know. Don’t worry about hurting me further, the depth of my pain doesn’t show. Don’t worry about making me cry, I’m already crying inside. Help me to heal by releasing the tears that I try to hide. I’m hurt when you just keep silent, pretending he didn’t exist. I’d rather you mention my child, knowing that he has been missed. You asked me how I was doing, I said “pretty good” or “fine”. But healing is something ongoing, I feel it will take a lifetime. ~ Elizabeth Dent ~
In loving memory of Quinn Tyson & Addison Elizabeth January 4, 2007
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He's getting so big. Cute with the stroller....he needs a baby sister or brother to stroll. Wink, wink. Your hair is getting long. Growing it out? Looks good. Remember when we were making sure our hair was the perfect length for our weddings. sigh.
I miss you guys! Lets talk soon! By the way, your hair looks pretty!
update. update. I want an update!
Go to Stacie's blog she needs some prayers. http://itsacornylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/welcome-to-my-pity-party.html
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