through your grief process who has been your "rock"?
Ray. that's an easy answer.
Ray was very understanding while i was carrying Carli. he brought me pretty much anything i wanted- because i had a lot of cravings. he never complained about cooking or cleaning- because i rarely left the bed. i know it wasn't easy for him, but i'm so grateful that he let me just be who i was, and do what i was doing. i think i needed those "not getting out of bed" days.
after Carli died, Ray handled all of the things i didn't have the strength to do. he would ask what i wanted, and made sure it was done. he handled all of the memorial service arrangements. he called around about autopsies, and cremation... all the really hard stuff. and, when i changed my mind about 1,000 times, he just went with it.
i loved how he was an active part in Carli's memorial. he picked things, and even wrote her a poem for her memorial bulletin. he has never forgotten an important date or anniversary, and he never fails to tell me he's still thinking about her.
Ray is a great dad. i know Carli is proud.
most of all, Ray is/was my rock because no one else knows what it's like to lose Carli. he was beside me for 100% of the journey. he became a dad, and he lost his baby girl... and he managed to still be there for me. we made it through together, and came out stronger in the end. i couldn't have done it without him.
Ray was very understanding while i was carrying Carli. he brought me pretty much anything i wanted- because i had a lot of cravings. he never complained about cooking or cleaning- because i rarely left the bed. i know it wasn't easy for him, but i'm so grateful that he let me just be who i was, and do what i was doing. i think i needed those "not getting out of bed" days.
after Carli died, Ray handled all of the things i didn't have the strength to do. he would ask what i wanted, and made sure it was done. he handled all of the memorial service arrangements. he called around about autopsies, and cremation... all the really hard stuff. and, when i changed my mind about 1,000 times, he just went with it.
i loved how he was an active part in Carli's memorial. he picked things, and even wrote her a poem for her memorial bulletin. he has never forgotten an important date or anniversary, and he never fails to tell me he's still thinking about her.
Ray is a great dad. i know Carli is proud.
most of all, Ray is/was my rock because no one else knows what it's like to lose Carli. he was beside me for 100% of the journey. he became a dad, and he lost his baby girl... and he managed to still be there for me. we made it through together, and came out stronger in the end. i couldn't have done it without him.
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