I posted a very long reply last night at about midnight and it went to Pluto... I am so sorry. xxx

Michelle - I am sorry I didn't phone you yesterday, it was a massive day here & I just couldn't get a minute alone to speak to you in the way it was important for me to do so. I will call you later this afternoon or this evening.

Jayne: I spent some time in Beijing just after the Tianemen uprsing. I love China, I travelled through the countryside & fell in love with a Chinese man climbing a remote area of the great wall... *sigh* It was a lovely time of my life... All good memories. There'll be no falling in love with a China man for you - but have fun with those new undies!

Lee: I felt honoured to read part of your story.. thankyou for sharing it with us all. It is no mistake that we find ourselves together, & you sadly having walked where Michelle is going is even more special that you will no doubt be a source of great support and comfort to her. I will phone you soon. xxx

Everyone else I want to remind you all that we all have permission to smile & laugh even when there is so much sadness. It is beautiful to be empathic, but remember that to truly be available to Michelle or any other person who is in pain we have to have balance. It seems unfair that we can think about every day things & right now all of that is stabbingly painful for Michelle. However, our lives living alongside her is what will help her. Greg looking down comforted by Michelles support, with his sense of wit and humour doesn't want us all to fall apart - because we need to be together to help her, us, our babies - this is the wheel of life. In painful illustration - but the wheel none the less.

"I don't know what to say"... It is the hardest thing when you perhaps haven't dealt with loss & death in another to know what to say. That's okay. It's understandable. There is no magic to what to say. Sometimes the best thing is: "I don't know what to say" - but I wanted to call & hear your voice. When I lost my babies the most heart sinking thing to hear was: "I was going to call but I didn't know what to say"... Sometimes all you want is a voice on the end of the phone. Of course sometimes you don't want that at all..& then the grieving person won't answer the phone.

It's okay to cry with Michelle or any one else that has lost. Tears show you care, they show you feel. That's what warms our hearts.

You are all such beautful special women Remember that we have been brought together not by accident - it's not an accident. For somereason our path is to share some (or maybe the rest!) of our lives in connection with each other. Our angel babies, husbands, lovers, mothers, someone or something thought we'd do good to hang together! So, now we test our "hangability"! We work through this, we fumble through & we cry sad tears this time - there have been plenty of happy triumphant tears in this thread. Tomorrow is Omar's u/s & this is a time of Michelles pregnancy that brings much emotion due to Caitlyns death. But tomorrow, we will all light a candle (OK!), we will all say a prayer, or mantra, or affirmation (whatever strings your bow) & we will hold Michelle & Omar in our Energy as she sees how beautifully healthy this little boy is. Greg will be there & so will Caitlyn.

I want to share something to remind us all of just how important it is to remind ourselves (not Michelle right now but us who are supporting her) of how changeable life is...Excuse my words as they change each time I recount a story I heard long ago:

A very devout monk lived in a village & was well respected as wise and honourable - people brought him food, blankets & he spent his life helping others & meditating. "This too shall Pass" he was heard to say...
A young girl came to him distraught and pregnant her family had disowned her. He took her in and fed her, nurtured her & kept her warm. As her belly grew the townsfolk ridiculed him & accused him of fathering the child... This too shall pass" was all he said. In time the baby was born & he helped the young woman with her child. The girls family came one day saddened & remorseful at their treatment of her. The family was very wealthy & in thanks to the monk they showered the village with gold. Once more the monk was in favour, honoured and respected...
"This too shall pass" was all he was heard to mutter.

This too shall pass darlings, it will leave indelible footprints on Michelles heart & to a lesser degree our hearts, but it will pass leaving behind beautiful lessons & gifts that we can only imagine right now...