October 27, 2008

Bittersweet Days

This page was very hard for me to do. I am glad it is done, but it has taken a toll on my emotions. I often find myself avoiding these types of pages. But I think that they are just as important to document as the happy times.

The journaling: Life. Death. You can't have one without the other. I sit here, with tears, writing what I have not been able to write for three years. A journey of new life, and the sadness of death. I received the dreaded call on September 22, 2005. The call came from Kelly letting me know that grandpa had passed. I cried. It was at that very moment that I knew the baby I was carrying was a boy. That was verified by ultrasound the very next day. I like to believe that my grandfather played a role in the decision of whether I had a boy or a girl. I think he must have spoke with God to grant me my wish. Thanks grandpa. I love you. I miss you. Love, Kathy


positively lisa said...

The tough stuff is always hard!! Good for you for doing it though, and CJ will be glad to have it someday!

melody said...

such touching journaling...i remember seeing this on hywwp. beautiful work chickie

Swidget 1.0