I had the opportunity of meeting a baby lost mother in person while I have been here in Florida helping my father. When I spent my first week here with him he was in a rehab center. So I would sit with him each day. One day they held a session for my dad and I to teach me how I could help him when he got home. We were talking with two of the therapists and I was telling them about this blog. As it turned out one of the other ladies overheard our conversation. Her name is Jodi and she is a baby lost mother. She went over and visited with my father, giving him her phone number for me to call.I have to admit I was a little nervous. I love what I do here but I actually haven't talked with any of you in person face to face. I was wondering if I would be able to do that and also I was thinking that I am in no position to actually council anyone. Don't get me wrong, I am great in these situations and I do love to talk to people who are grieving but it has always been on my terms. Like when someone would come into the store I use to work at and be looking for a sympathy gift. I would have no problem asking what happened, who had passed and how I could help. Actually I once ran out to my car to get a handkerchief (not these like I do now, just floral ones from Penney's that I use to buy) give them a hug and say "This is for your tears."
I didn't call but I did plan on seeing her before my dad was released. With handkerchief in hand I was able to give one to her, hug her and spend time talking with her. It was a perfect meeting and I love when God gives us these opportunities. She lost her daughter five years ago. She was born still and was alive only an hour earlier inside of her. We talked about blogging and I told her that she should start one and I gave her some blogs to check out. Hopefully one day I will hear from Jodi and I will be able to pass her blog on for you to visit.
I didn't call but I did plan on seeing her before my dad was released. With handkerchief in hand I was able to give one to her, hug her and spend time talking with her. It was a perfect meeting and I love when God gives us these opportunities. She lost her daughter five years ago. She was born still and was alive only an hour earlier inside of her. We talked about blogging and I told her that she should start one and I gave her some blogs to check out. Hopefully one day I will hear from Jodi and I will be able to pass her blog on for you to visit.
~There are no coincidences just Godincidences~
If you or anyone you know is in need of a handkerchief to catch each tear that falls please send me an email at dpucci9972@gmail.com If you want to include information I would need the full name, address, some information on who passed and a blog link if there is one available.
Take care and God Bless.
11 comments:
Aww that's such a great story. I'm sure you gave her some comfort, I know you did me. Once again thank you!
You have such a beautiful, willing, compassionate heart. I'm so glad you met with her!
And...I agree...there are no coincidences!
I know that God put you in that place at that moment with a very specific purpose. You do my heart good tonight! Thank you for sharing!
That is just wonderful that you were able to connect with Jodi!! I am sure you touched her heart in ways you may not even realize. xx
How wonderful you were able to meet Jodi. God def planned you two meeting!!
Debby what a very touching story. You are truly a blessing!
So sweet! You are just a blessing! And that was definately God ordained, I don't believe in coincidences either!!
I know that you did her a world of good by just listening to her.
You have a such a beautiful heart and a kind compassisonate soul. I am so glad I stopped by MizMollye, as I do most days, and found your blog there. What an incredible person you are. Prayers heading your fathers way. Anne
Hey Debby, I've been sick and out of touch with the blogworld and am tryin' to catch up. I just wanted to drop in and see how you are doin' and what you've been up too.
I hope you are havin' a greatly blessed summer!!!
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