My Jumbled Mess!
My jumbled mess In 34 days, we will be “celebrating” the birth and death of my first angel babies: Ian Maddox and Owen Jaxon. The closer we get to this day, the more I feel my chest tighten, and my blood pressure rise. This blog was started as a way for me to cope, and a way for me to try and begin a healing process that I am now convinced just isn’t even a valid process. There is absolutely truth in one fact that I have learned in the last 2 years. Everyone.grieves.differently. I am not sure if this blog has helped me or has made things harder for me. There are so many times, I start to blog, and I stop myself midway through a page, because the things I have said are so personal, or so hurtful to others, that I stop writing and hit delete. I’ve never been faced with such a situation in my entire life like I have in the past 2 years, over and over again. Most of the time, the words that are jumbled up in my head, never seem to make it on paper. I’m not ev...