tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427422437896868886.post2625689838366252293..comments2023-10-28T07:55:58.680-04:00Comments on Living Without Brenna: THE SADDEST DAYB's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15884800524058312982noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427422437896868886.post-48928002187471924462010-02-22T03:44:19.959-05:002010-02-22T03:44:19.959-05:00I often hear people say "oh it was the worst ...I often hear people say "oh it was the worst day of my life" and I often think "was it? was it really?" <br />I often wonder whether their idea of the worst day compares to mine.<br /><br />I remember the utter desolation I felt when we arrived in that cold, quiet house from the hospital too. For me it was worse than the hospital.Suzyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10979257233557088253noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427422437896868886.post-54065298028879530322010-02-21T17:57:27.309-05:002010-02-21T17:57:27.309-05:00Mine was the day we got the diagnosis. I felt so h...Mine was the day we got the diagnosis. I felt so hopeless, that nothing good would ever happen again or could happen again. When she died and after she was born, I knew she wasn't in pain anymore and never would be.Mrs. Motherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11548716422011525616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427422437896868886.post-34821380172702128252010-02-21T16:44:31.345-05:002010-02-21T16:44:31.345-05:00I remember leaving the hospital and knowing that w...I remember leaving the hospital and knowing that we were leaving her there...but, for me the saddest day was the day that she went to the crematory...Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02695243793883254621noreply@blogger.com