tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post7676731795077364804..comments2024-03-26T03:43:30.779-06:00Comments on The Freckled Fox: Learning to dance in the rainEmily Meyershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09302498123966365253noreply@blogger.comBlogger73125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-27495934281138808012017-04-10T19:16:16.455-06:002017-04-10T19:16:16.455-06:00This spoke to me! I lost baby to cancer on Decemb...This spoke to me! I lost baby to cancer on December 3...a little over 4 months ago. I am broken over things that make no sense but the memory of him is tied to it! Thank you for sharing. I guess I just want to tell you that you are not alone either. 💚💚💚 #hayestoughsavannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01789441468603393833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-44918274501504650752017-03-19T22:51:06.055-06:002017-03-19T22:51:06.055-06:00Your words are beautiful and really resonate.
I lo...Your words are beautiful and really resonate.<br />I lost my beloved Papa to cancer when I was 14. I still find it hard some days knowing that he missed my high school graduation, my wedding and he didn't meet his great grandchildren. You never really get over it, like you said. You just learn to deal and live on for those who can't. I take comfort in the fact that he is with God and no longer suffers. I hope that he gets to look down on me from time to time and is proud of the woman I became.<br />Thank you for sharing your story. It truly does help others.Kraftychikhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01449664933779607167noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-36282750265754620872017-03-10T16:13:19.429-07:002017-03-10T16:13:19.429-07:00Beautifully written, I can only imagine how many a...Beautifully written, I can only imagine how many attempts it must take to express your pain and grief so honestly. This has helped me, immensely, and I am trying to empathize and support my sister as she grieves. Her loss is not quite the same. My sister's daughter (my niece) was diagnosed with leukaemia shortly before her second birthday. For two years they fought hard alongside their little girl, and she survived. But the cancer and the treatments took a tole on her frail, young body, and she now suffers from seizures 10-30 throughout her days. She is 8 now and the seizures have been so aggressive that she is developmentally delayed, and has even regressed to the level of a 3 year old. They have tried almost every medication available and nothing has stopped her seizures, they are now down to one final medication and all their hope rests on it being the "fit" for her condition, her freedom. But they have lost their daughter, the daughter they had dreamed they had. They understand that she may never get married or have children of her own, she will live with them permanently, she will not graduate or attend college, or travel to her dream destination, or maybe ever fall in love. This is their grief, and I can out imagine all the little anniversaries of loss they have. All the hopes that die day after day. Thank you for your insight, and your humility. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12206155698036766823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-25155079376672363462017-03-10T03:58:30.076-07:002017-03-10T03:58:30.076-07:00Thank you Emily. You are a brighful heart and soul...Thank you Emily. You are a brighful heart and soul, never doubt that <3<br />LaurePersephonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17433083249498100101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-73964389342267436132017-03-04T15:09:04.392-07:002017-03-04T15:09:04.392-07:00Beautiful words and post. Hugs to you.
Beautiful words and post. Hugs to you.<br />Natalie Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16834126184364743839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-78587352780528057682017-02-19T22:23:20.290-07:002017-02-19T22:23:20.290-07:00Thank you for your words. I wish everyone I know c...Thank you for your words. I wish everyone I know could read them, I feel as though they'd understand my struggle better. Three years ago next month my 19 year old daughter passed away. You could not have expressed the flow of grief any better. Praying for you all. Meadahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14585467006131699922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-8427864363688300592017-02-16T20:42:52.665-07:002017-02-16T20:42:52.665-07:00Thank you for writing this, I lost my daughter 4 y...Thank you for writing this, I lost my daughter 4 years ago and you put actual words to grief. I needed this.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00560056285448367208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-39803834340931979802017-02-16T10:49:44.888-07:002017-02-16T10:49:44.888-07:00Your words hit the nail on the head. We have simil...Your words hit the nail on the head. We have similar stories with 15 month terminal cancer diagnosis and last week was 7 months. I tell people that unless you have went through losing a spouse there is no way you can know what it is like. But it has opened my eyes in so many ways to the fact that many have challenges and struggles that we know nothing about. I am more kind and understanding. I am changed in ways that have made me a better person. Grief is hard and as you said you never know when it will hit. I love your blog because you share so many feelings that I can relate to. I am glad you have someone to help you through it and with the kids. Thankfully all but 1 of my 6 kids are adults and they are a huge support to me. I honestly do not know what I would do without them.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04978306713336585600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-46607051979403863382017-02-15T14:28:39.755-07:002017-02-15T14:28:39.755-07:00Thank you so much for sharing this. Every word is ...Thank you so much for sharing this. Every word is true. I lost my mom 1 year and 9 months ago to cancer. Nothing at all can possibly prepare you for a loss so big. Grief still is hard for me, and that is OK. It might continue to be for a long time, and that is OK, too. This post is a sweet reminder of that. Your heart in writing means more than you know! You and your family are in my prayers. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04095765166506432328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-36597900847438586942017-02-15T10:31:14.815-07:002017-02-15T10:31:14.815-07:00This was a particularly powerful read! Thank you f...This was a particularly powerful read! Thank you for working so hard to share this- I can only imagine how difficult it must be to write so openly about this journey. We could all use a lesson on grief and understanding the pains of others. Thank you, Thank you. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13691132539594672049noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-25993805993764961652017-02-15T00:25:50.010-07:002017-02-15T00:25:50.010-07:00Thank you for sharing this. I lost my best friend,...Thank you for sharing this. I lost my best friend, my Daddy, 9 years ago today. I keep thinking I need to get over it but I lost a brother when I was ten and a sister when I was 21. I am 46 and I haven't gotten over losing them. I have followed your blog Emily. I am sorry for your loss of Marty. I appreciate you opening up and sharing your experience. It does help more than you know. You and your beautiful children are in my prayers.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13521770377335637121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-33327986333388346272017-02-15T00:25:17.258-07:002017-02-15T00:25:17.258-07:00Thank you for sharing this. I lost my best friend,...Thank you for sharing this. I lost my best friend, my Daddy, 9 years ago today. I keep thinking I need to get over it but I lost a brother when I was ten and a sister when I was 21. I am 46 and I haven't gotten over losing them. I have followed your blog Emily. I am sorry for your loss of Marty. I appreciate you opening up and sharing your experience. It does help more than you know. You and your beautiful children are in my prayers.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13521770377335637121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-67488328887511336362017-02-14T11:32:14.661-07:002017-02-14T11:32:14.661-07:00I can't even believe my eyes as I write this. ...I can't even believe my eyes as I write this. My dad passed away from cancer last April and we're very quickly approaching that 1 year mark. This post is everything in my heart and more. You said it all so perfectly and beautifully and the best way possible.<br /><br />My mom and I stayed awake until almost 1:00am last night just talking and crying together about my dad, and his spirit and grieving and missing him and the daily struggles and the huge waves of grief. My mom is living a story extremely similar to yours and I cannot wait to share this blog post with her.<br /><br />I know you probably hear it all the time, but thank you for sharing your heart and your life with us, like this. It really helps more than you know.<br /><br />xoxoAshley Zieglerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07840997973904988129noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-57376022224277366992017-02-14T05:03:01.845-07:002017-02-14T05:03:01.845-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06323760355171556575noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-81002441025518666692017-02-14T05:02:34.662-07:002017-02-14T05:02:34.662-07:00Emily,
I have followed your story since right bef...Emily,<br /><br />I have followed your story since right before Martin was diagnosed. You're words always seem to offer comfort for me, but more so tonight. I am currently going through my 5th miscarriage. I woke up and couldn't go back to sleep and I stumbled onto your page. I listened to your podcast with Jenna and then came over to your blog post. I just wanted to let you know that while reading your post and listening to your words, this is exactly where I needed to be tonight. This space feels so safe and comforting during my time of loss. <br /><br />I usually don't ever share my pregnancies because when I misscarry (I've misscarried all my pregnancies), I don't like how people look at me different and don't know what to say to me. And then I almost feel responsible to make them feel less award or whatever. And then my least favorite is having to tell people over and over and over the story or the details who haven't yet heard it. So thank you. Thank you for being vulnerable and open when it is so incredibly hard. You're so brave and so strong. It's so comforting to be able to relate to someone when you're going through such thick and heavy stuff in life. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06323760355171556575noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-3211252835170329682017-02-14T00:35:32.672-07:002017-02-14T00:35:32.672-07:00This is the most sad and most beautiful thing I co...This is the most sad and most beautiful thing I could ever read.<br />How can a human being write words, which are such lively, emotional and pure?<br />This is such a strong declaration of love to your husband, your life and your children.<br />It hurts and is blissful at the same time.<br />Hugs from Germany.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02853935376871212956noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-19979256214849328592017-02-13T19:30:14.110-07:002017-02-13T19:30:14.110-07:00Thanks so much for sharing, Emily! I love these sn...Thanks so much for sharing, Emily! I love these snowy pictures and I am so glad Richard is so understanding! <br /><br />xx Kelly<br /><a href="http://www.sparklesandshoes.com/" rel="nofollow">Sparkles and Shoes</a>Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14585681189196096870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-83131771931129030752017-02-13T19:08:23.722-07:002017-02-13T19:08:23.722-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Jill Katherinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12872876458877181622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-66239067652638774222017-02-13T19:07:27.483-07:002017-02-13T19:07:27.483-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Jill Katherinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12872876458877181622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-67804484554495062632017-02-13T15:31:53.567-07:002017-02-13T15:31:53.567-07:00Emily,
This is so beautifully written and touched ...Emily,<br />This is so beautifully written and touched a special place in my heart, especially for me today. A year ago today I lost my first baby at 9 days old to an unknown genetic disorder. We had 9 wonderful and hard days with Scarlett. I would not trade them for anything. Grief is incredible, it knocks you down some days to the lowest of lows, the tides that roll in when you least expect them. It hasn't gotten easier the last 12 months, it is the new normal, forever living without her. I dream of the day I will meet her in heaven. I hope she is proud of me and my husband for the last year. We have leaned on God's grace, love and each other. It is hard to look at pictures from the past when we are smiling and look so naive to the events that would unfold unbeknownst to us. I have followed your story for years and it is amazing to see what blessings have come our way since our losses. I pray for your family and your new marriage to an amazing man. Martin is surely smiling on you and your family. We too will be blessed in March with a healthy baby boy. It is so hard moving on but that is life and we will always carry our loved ones in heaven so close to our hearts.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04433153214750928083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-25632329434760731792017-02-13T14:15:29.923-07:002017-02-13T14:15:29.923-07:00Thank You too, for your true words. Blessings and ...Thank You too, for your true words. Blessings and love Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00392683601478136055noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-44339269444794127472017-02-13T13:50:16.345-07:002017-02-13T13:50:16.345-07:00Beautiful post Emily :)Beautiful post Emily :)Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01162012262328737129noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-29655103062997588122017-02-13T11:48:25.308-07:002017-02-13T11:48:25.308-07:00<3 emily, thank you for doing the good work and...<3 emily, thank you for doing the good work and using your life to spread so much hope and acceptance and love in this world.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01202212635686220030noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-70711812564554341422017-02-13T03:00:06.591-07:002017-02-13T03:00:06.591-07:00Thank you so much for taking the time, and allowin...Thank you so much for taking the time, and allowing yourself to go to the place that it takes to write such a post. It's a blessing to me and so many others. As a young widow also, it could not of resonated an more true that grief is a journey that never ends. It changes who you are and how you see things. And anniversaries...oh my, what you said is so true. For the first year, not a month, Friday, or many more went by that I didn't think about him and those days and the weight in my heart would be so heavy. Blessings to you. Juliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10567259975810855381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825683437599074471.post-23677433523351873452017-02-13T00:07:27.801-07:002017-02-13T00:07:27.801-07:00Dear Em,
My eyes are overflowing with tears cascad...Dear Em,<br />My eyes are overflowing with tears cascading onto my cheeks as I read this. I am sitting all alone in my family room, my heart both breaking for you and proud of your courage at such a young age. I can only imagine your grief and the deepest feelings of your heart and soul. <br /><br />I, too, have experienced grief. I once had a high school sweetheart, the peanut butter to my jelly and everything in between. With a heart as big as he was tall, always eager to give service and share his smile. Between both of us serving missions at different times we each dated other people, yet remained the best of friends, kindred spirits really. His relationship didn't work out and I got engaged to someone else. Two months to the day before my wedding, he committed suicide. Nearly 22 years later, I am not 'over it'. <br /><br />Just over five years ago I lost my mother 3 months to the day after I turned 40. She had been battling endometrial carcinoma for four years. She had been a single mother since I was ten, and she was one of the hardest workers I have ever known. Her own mother battled post-partial depression and when my mother was 10, she and her siblings were split up and went to live in foster homes until the age of 18. She was beautiful and strong. <br /><br />Tonight as I sit reading your post I am consumed by fresh grief. This time in a figurative loss instead of literal, yet it hurts just as much. After 22 years of marriage and four babies, I am looking at single-motherhood. The man of my dreams who proposed to me on a cold, snowy night on Valentines Day has found someone else to love... somedays I don't want to get out of bed or off of my couch, but I read your posts and know that I, too, can be strong. I have felt the loving arms of my Father in Heaven pull me up and hold me tightly, as I steady myself against the storm. This thing we call grief has so many facets and comes in so many forms...and you are right, we don't know how many others are holding steady as they go through their everyday lives. <br /><br />Thank you Em, for your words. I hope we can all rise to the task of lifting one another and showing grace in the process. May Wednesday be a day where you find a tender mercy along side your pain. <br /><br />With love ❤️ <br /><br />Marcie Belton <br />my_tribe_of_6<br />Marcie Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16576281004199899853noreply@blogger.com