This just happened.
I just went to bed. I lay there trying to clear my mind.
I started to think about coffee, which reminds me of a drive-thru shop in the neighboring town.
The coffee shop reminds me of the ceramic shop. I haven't painted pottery in over a year...maybe two.
I see myself sitting at the table with a full pregnant belly.
I am painting a name plate for the nursery.
The color paint is pink, and her name is "Layla".
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
When One Thought Leads To Another
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That's a beautiful name :).
It is a beautiful name. I'm always hoping for you.
Did you have to think and follow that thought train back to remember how that started? ha ha i do that ALL the time.
I hope that vision comes true as I would especially love to spoil a girl without having my own.
Missed you Mon :)
Looks like you're living up to your blog name...still hopeful. I am also always hoping for you too.
Wishing you the best life has to offer.
Always.
Wishing it for you too.....
Happy Thanksgiving!
What a wonderful thought!!
i think this post is really simple but so beautiful.
i'm not in the same position as you are but i can empathise so much, your story is really sad, but never think that you are not a mother as the little 4 year old thinks- you are a wonderful mother because even though your children are no longer with us you continue to think of them.
I wish you all the best for the future it sounds like you would make a wonderful mother for a little Layla someday :)
Sophie
I love the name Layla.
I think about you every day and I have so much hope for you.
Oh, I hope it comes true!
Beautiful! I, too, am hopeful and wishing for you :) And I'm sure Jack and Sam, would love to be big brothers to Layla. Hugs Mama!
That vision was simply beautiful! And a beautiful name, too! I've had a few myself that I had to make sure I was awake because I just knew it was real! Sweet, sweet baby dust to you!
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