7.25.2006

1 in 5

Greetings all. Paige here. There is no easy way to say it. We've had a miscarriage. I'm writing this 8/29 but wanted to change the post date to the date of my D&C, so our events are chronological. The EDD of our baby was to be 2/11/07. We are healing. I am into the anger and seeking answers phase. I had next to no physical pain with the whole ordeal. We found out on an ultrasound that our baby had died around 6 weeks. We were devastated but we want to try again. There are so many questions. Of course, why? And, why did it have to be our first baby? Why couldn't we have experienced it at least once first? It is somewhat comforting that it is common (1 in 5 pregnancies), but WHY so common? Things happen for a reason... nature's way... God's way... blah blah blah. Those answers aren't really answers and don't make it feel much better. But I am finding strength in God. He IS healing. He is grieving with us. Please pray for the safety and health of our child who we hope will be with us one day. In God's time.

Dear child of God,

You were with us for only a short while, but I will never forget you. I love you.

Love, Mommy

7.11.2006

Mexico ... & Hair?

Jason is off to Mexico again for about a week. Paige is eager for her Lutheran Volunteer Corps housemates to visit in a couple of weeks. And we have decided to bite the bullet as they say, and buy an underground electric fence for Indy (& Razor). We hope it will give them more freedom outside.

And... what happened to Paige's hair???? The stylist took a "bit" too much off, but at least it is July and she is in the right month to enjoy it! Oh, and she never wears it straight so she thought she'd better preserve "the look" with a pic.

What do you think?

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7.05.2006

Happy 4th of July!

We were bums and stayed in the whole weekend! Except we did venture out to see X-Men 3 at the Dixie Theater for $4 each. It was entertaining, seemed to meet expectations. We also got a few chores/projects completed. Installed a new mailbox (now it actually reads "Kite" instead of "Elmore!") and 2 ceiling fans, and a new light fixture for Jason's shop. Amazing what just 1 new light can do for a place!

6.27.2006

Safe and Sound

Jason made it safe and sound to Mexico last night. He is to return Friday evening for a long 4th of July weekend. Here in Virginia it continues to rain rain rain! Streams and rivers continue to rise... We needed rain but... enough is enough! Blessings, ~ Paige

6.23.2006

Six Feet Under

Last night (finally) we completed the series finale of Six Feet Under. A fantastic HBO series with a real and upfront depiction of death, loss, the funeral business, and the families who are a part of it. From HBO.com: “When death is your business, what is your life? For the Fisher family, the world outside of their family-owned funeral home continues to be at least as challenging as--and far less predictable than--the one inside.”

A few favorite quotes:

Claire: I know stealing a foot is weird. But, hello, living in a house where a foot is available to be stolen is weird.

Tracy Montrose Blair: Why do people have to die?
Nate: To make life important. None of us know how long we've got. Which is why we have to make each day matter.

Margaret: Just because both your parents are shrinks doesn't mean you're a shrink.

Brenda: Well, just because you're a shrink doesn't mean you're not insane.

Claire: Great. So I get nothing.
Ruth: You get an education, something not all people are privileged to.

Claire: Well, what if I don't want to go to college?
Reader of the Will: College is a necessity in life not only to excel in learning, but to survive.

Claire: Spare me the tough-love rationalization, just bottom-line it, please.
Reader of the Will: If you choose not to go to college, the money will be available to you when you're 25.

Claire: It's like blackmail from beyond the grave.

[Nate needs Claire to pick up some death certificates]
Nate: Uh, one's at a nursing home, and the other, I think... is also at a nursing home.

Claire: Ugh. I hate those places. All the old people want to touch my hair.

Brenda: You know what I find interesting? If you lose a spouse, you're called a widow, or a widower. If you're a child and you lose your parents, then you're an orphan. But what's the word to describe a parent who loses a child? I guess that's just too fucking awful to even have a name.

Nate Sr.: You hang on to your pain like it means something. Like it's worth something. Well, let me tell you - it's not worth shit. Let it go! Infinite possibilities, and all he can do is whine.

David: Well, what am I supposed to do?

Nate Sr.: What do you think? You can do *anything* you lucky bastard - you're alive! What's a little pain compared to that?

David: It can't be that simple.

Nate Sr.: What if it is?

David: You can't ever really know a person and if you think you can, you're living in a dream world.

David: [as a stoned Claire sits down next to him in a pink shirt] you could've dressed.

Claire: ...I couldn't.

David: The rest of us managed.

Claire: [looks at him] ... the rest of you win.

Nate: You can't take a picture of this. It's already gone.