So here's the thing. I feel like I only write here about all the crap. I write about how much it hurts. I write about how I miss her. How Duffy misses her. How my grief affects every aspect of the rest of my life. It does. My grief deserves a voice. I am no longer just a mother. I am a grieving mother. I have to make that work with the rest of my life. I do. I am.
I worry that reading this blog makes my friends and family sad. I don't censor myself because of it, but I do worry that after reading this, it makes people uncomfortable. In fact a while ago, someone commented that they can usually find something positive in every situation, but not mine. It made me think about Isabelle's funeral service. Good has come to the Duffy house. Good has come to us because of Isabelle. Good has come to our house since Isabelle's death.
We now know without question who our real friends are. They were there with food, and plates and kleenex. They watched the girls and the dogs. They made phone calls, and shared the news so we wouldn't have to. They sent flowers so it would be beautiful for her one last time. They donated money in her name. They are lining up to donate blood in her name. They are donating toys in her memory. They have been everything we needed, when we needed them. We could never thank them enough for everything they've done. The list is too long, and the kindness to great.
We will never take another moment for granted. We appreciate every single word that comes out of Maddy and Abbey's mouth. Work takes a back burner to our family. We let go of all the crap that really doesn't matter. All that matters are family and friends. All that matters is that at the end of every day we are together, we are healthy and we have each other.
We have beautiful memories of a beautiful girl. She will be our daughter forever. We can never lose that. She was a celebration of the renewal of our marriage. We lost each other for awhile, and then found each other again. Isabelle reminds me that our marriage is precious too and something to be treasured.
We are lucky. We are fortunate. We have 2 beautiful healthy perfect girls. We have a girl that has given us work to do. She has set our path for us. We are following her lead. Thank you Isabelle.
I worry that reading this blog makes my friends and family sad. I don't censor myself because of it, but I do worry that after reading this, it makes people uncomfortable. In fact a while ago, someone commented that they can usually find something positive in every situation, but not mine. It made me think about Isabelle's funeral service. Good has come to the Duffy house. Good has come to us because of Isabelle. Good has come to our house since Isabelle's death.
We now know without question who our real friends are. They were there with food, and plates and kleenex. They watched the girls and the dogs. They made phone calls, and shared the news so we wouldn't have to. They sent flowers so it would be beautiful for her one last time. They donated money in her name. They are lining up to donate blood in her name. They are donating toys in her memory. They have been everything we needed, when we needed them. We could never thank them enough for everything they've done. The list is too long, and the kindness to great.
We will never take another moment for granted. We appreciate every single word that comes out of Maddy and Abbey's mouth. Work takes a back burner to our family. We let go of all the crap that really doesn't matter. All that matters are family and friends. All that matters is that at the end of every day we are together, we are healthy and we have each other.
We have beautiful memories of a beautiful girl. She will be our daughter forever. We can never lose that. She was a celebration of the renewal of our marriage. We lost each other for awhile, and then found each other again. Isabelle reminds me that our marriage is precious too and something to be treasured.
We are lucky. We are fortunate. We have 2 beautiful healthy perfect girls. We have a girl that has given us work to do. She has set our path for us. We are following her lead. Thank you Isabelle.
I wish this thing had a like button must be spoiled by facebook. Your blog is an inspiration to alot of people and it touches alot of people as well. No one expects you to be happy all the time unless your on prozac or something. Thank you for sharing your grief with us. I truely believe that you had Isabelle for a reason she was here for a purpose. It's sad and heartbreaking she was only here for a little while but i know she is looking down on the duffy household and is laughing when you laugh, and sad when you are sad and one day when you meet in heaven all will be right with the world again.
ReplyDeleteSomething that just isn't fair about the world, is that so many people who help make the world a better place have to leave it before they know their impact. Someday in Heaven I can't wait to tell Isabelle how many lives she touched. I don't know the logistics of Heaven, of course. Hopefully she already knows. But I can't wait to give her a big hug that lasts at least three earth years and tell her thank you.
ReplyDeleteI love this blog..yes, sometimes I cry but when the tears stop, I treasure your words for their honesty. You are giving me the opportunity to feel close to you and Dan. Living so far away makes me isolated from your daily life and how you are. I regret this greatly, however, such is my life. I know, even if I was there, I could not "fix this" for you. I am so proud of you and all you are doing to keep the memory of wonderful Izzy alive. I love you. Kassie
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