Today’s blogging challenge launched by Mumnumbered( and by the way, I am writing this from a stubborn iPad which won’t allow me to add links to the website quoted above!) is a favourite quote. I have none. But I like reading and citing quotes daily, quotes that got my attention that particular moment in time. The other day I read this one, by Corrie ten Boom. “A religion that is small enough for our understanding would not be big enough for our needs.” I would go a step forward and take religion out of the equation, since I care not about any form of religion and replace it with God. “A God that is small enough for our understanding would not be big enough for our needs.” As much as I would love to believe in a “safe” deity who could be manipulated into doing what I want Him to do, like protecting my baby’s life from illness or saving him gloriously from death when I pray, I know that such a God would easily …

“Grief is the internal part of loss, how we feel. The internal work of grief is a process, a journey. It does not end on a certain day or date. It is as individual as each of us. Grief is real because loss is real. Each grief has its own imprint, as distinctive and as unique as the person we lost. The pain of loss is so intense, so heartbreaking, because in loving we deeply connect with another human being, and grief is the reflection of the connection that has been lost.” For me, grief is a sneaky pain that hits me like an arrow, straight in the heart, when I least expect it. Grief is this sadness that has descended over me like a thick blanket as soon as my baby took his last breath. Grief is waking up happy in the morning only to be cruely reminded by my first thought that my baby is no longer with me. Grief is duality: feeling happy for my friends who have had a baby boy …