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Between

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Between: NaBloPoMo October 2011 I’ve decided to participate in NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month), a daily blogging challenge that offers a theme and prompts to guide you along the way. This month’s theme is “Between,” which goes perfectly with how I’ve been feeling and where I find myself: between hope and despair, between love and fear, between trying to conceive and holding a living child in my arms.

For Day 1 of this challenge, I decided to design my own badge for this month’s theme. I took this picture at a coffee shop where my support group used to get together after our session at the hospital was over. It gives me such hope to look at that little flower reaching through a gap in the wooden boards and through the chain link fence.

<3, Crystal Theresa

Hello again, Fiction

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I’m at BlogHer today, talking about Faithful Place by Tana French, the first novel I’ve read in… (counts in head)… probably two years (hangs head in sheepish shame).

It felt amazing to be immersed in fiction again, to want to spend every free minute (including lunch breaks and time reserved for precious sleep) absorbed in writing that reads like a movie. As I wrote in my book review:

“I slipped into the story with such ease it felt almost like I was one of her characters, watching lives unravel through lace curtains.”

There is only one thing that would have totally elevated my reading experience: a trumpet soloist playing background as I flipped the pages of this noir fiction.

Read my full review of Faithful Place at the BlogHer Book Club »

<3, Crystal Theresa

“Because Grief is As Real as Love”

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One Who Soars and In Mourning BraceletsThe title of this piece is from the In Mourning Band™ Campaign. Louie and I wear these bands for our babies.

Because grief is as real as love, I mourn.
I mourn my babies
by saying the same things over and over,
by finding different ways to say these things again and again:

I hear them with each step I take—
I love them in the rising.
I miss them in the falling.
I want them in the touching down.

I feel them in my breath—
I love them at the inhale.
I miss them at the pause.
I want them at the exhale.

This is nothing new. My blood flows to this cadence:
I love them. break. I miss them. break. I want them. break.

I wear my grief–
I carry it around my neck and above my heart.

It adorns my eyes, my lips,
—It wears on me with each micro-nano-milli-moment that passes without them.

<3, Crystal Theresa

Happy Mother’s Day to All Mommies

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Happy Mother's Day 2011

from my (baby loss) mommy’s heart to yours. Happy Mother’s Day.

<3, Crystal Theresa

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