tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3980531981336832789.post5893747384532224070..comments2023-05-11T03:42:43.251-07:00Comments on The Happiest Sad: BoxesJill Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00077847438322979630noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3980531981336832789.post-65272958085104356482010-09-07T04:34:08.028-07:002010-09-07T04:34:08.028-07:00I shouldn't read your blog at work. It always ...I shouldn't read your blog at work. It always makes me cry! This reminds me a little of my placement day, when Wendy and Tyler came to pick up Isabelle, and I spent a long time just holding her and letting the (very awkward) conversation limp on... and my mom leaned over to my case worker and said "How long do we let this go?" And my case worker said immediately "As long as she needs." You can't rush these things. And that was just the very first step.Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03934973502504695839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3980531981336832789.post-51379355232988968402010-08-06T18:19:43.941-07:002010-08-06T18:19:43.941-07:00Great post. I remember when I finally put the last...Great post. I remember when I finally put the last of Joseph's pictures away years later. What a day that was. Everybody in their own time. There is no set time. You are an amazing person!April Morgan McCoy "Auntie April"https://www.blogger.com/profile/14851310137372520071noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3980531981336832789.post-19228341492092190392010-08-05T00:45:50.322-07:002010-08-05T00:45:50.322-07:00I am so glad I stumbled across your blog =) I'...I am so glad I stumbled across your blog =) I'm a birthmom too. Do you have your adoption story posted somewhere I can read? Or is just amongst the posts? I'll have to come back and read up.<br /><br />You are so right about not being able to push the grieving process. It is something we all have to go through at our own pace. I am happy for you that you were able to box her things up. I still choke up when I come across my little Olivia's box of things, and it's been 3 years and its a very open adoption =)MarcyKayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11763028480324525178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3980531981336832789.post-44094749930398184602010-07-31T14:47:46.257-07:002010-07-31T14:47:46.257-07:00They kept her name. I sort of insisted, but it was...They kept her name. I sort of insisted, but it was a name they really liked anyway so it all worked out well.Jill Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00077847438322979630noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3980531981336832789.post-31910930194977448722010-07-31T13:05:32.907-07:002010-07-31T13:05:32.907-07:00Hi Jill. Just wondering, I read that Roo is just a...Hi Jill. Just wondering, I read that Roo is just a nickname, but did her adoptive parents keep the real name you gave to her, or did they change it?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3980531981336832789.post-37505194281728848212010-07-28T09:42:31.883-07:002010-07-28T09:42:31.883-07:00I love this post and how you handled it and touche...I love this post and how you handled it and touched on what you meant in your post about grieving. Grief can't be rushed and it can't be determined by someone else as a set time that you should be "over it". And keeping stuff out that reminds you of a person you love? What's wrong with that? Yes. In the end it is "just STUFF". It's an inanimate object. But people need to understand it's not the thing we really care about, it's the memory behind it. <br /><br />You may like this post. http://www.califmom.com/califmom/2010/07/comparing-pain-are-you-grieving-wrong.htmlAubreyMohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13963616274991709000noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3980531981336832789.post-12888748741628987742010-07-27T18:39:46.724-07:002010-07-27T18:39:46.724-07:00I'm really proud of you - not only for putting...I'm really proud of you - not only for putting the boxes away, I suppose, but for being comfortable in the timing in which you did it. I like reading your blog, because your life is sort of how I envision mine being, if I'm lucky. Unbearably hard at first, and filled with grief for a very very long time (if always), but manageable, with a light at the end. <br /><br />Anyway, congratulations on a day well lived.Lia - not Junohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06676978831059304596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3980531981336832789.post-10051750005571438922010-07-27T13:42:53.155-07:002010-07-27T13:42:53.155-07:00Jill,
I really love this post. I know it's n...Jill,<br /><br />I really love this post. I know it's not an analogy, but I really appreciated your statement about boxing things up and moving on when you were ready and that you can revisit them anytime that you need to. This is exactly how I feel sometimes.LeMirahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02196699524583350846noreply@blogger.com