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Day 6

Updated: Apr 18

While sobbing, I clean and organize my home to prepare it for sale. This house was bought as a place for her to grow up; staying seems impossible.


Making plans for my future feels like betraying her memory.


Here are some of the unexpected things I’ve done since I lost my baby six days ago:

+ Count the number of people who signed her memorial book at the funeral home to determine if I provided her with a large enough community of people who loved her

+ Rehang the photos in her bedroom that I took down to display during her memorial, even though I’m now preparing the house for sale

+ Count the number of people who donated to the causes I asked people to give to in her name, instead of sending us flowers or food, to determine if people are honoring her memory

+ Sign and date all of the paintings we painted two days before she passed because we will no longer be adding embellishments to them

+ Check the number of views the unlisted YouTube video clip from her memorial got to determine if other people are missing her too (they are)

+ Google the number of years Hitler lived, 56. That is seven times as long as my child did. Does that mean that the world is seven times worse than I thought it was before I googled how long Hitler lived?


Back to preparing the house for sale...


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Membro desconhecido
27 de ago. de 2021

Constance touched so many people. My mom, one of the many people who never met Constance but saw how special she was to everyone she came in contact. She was an angel on earth and now a angel in heaven. I truly miss her.

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Membro desconhecido
02 de jul. de 2018

From https://twitter.com/RachelleJervis and https://www.twitter.com/wantmybabyback:


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Membro desconhecido
01 de jul. de 2018

From https://twitter.com/RachelleJervis and https://www.twitter.com/wantmybabyback:


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Membro desconhecido
01 de jul. de 2018

Lonnie, thank you.

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Membro desconhecido
30 de jun. de 2018

Rachelle, I am so sorry for your loss.

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