tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post907407671186830233..comments2023-10-22T11:45:23.103-04:00Comments on dead baby jokes: a story about a catUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-6117883045143743722008-06-01T01:01:00.000-04:002008-06-01T01:01:00.000-04:00Actually, I think that is one of the most hopeful ...Actually, I think that is one of the most hopeful things I have ever heard you say. And I mean that in the most affectionate way- it's a lovely thing to believe.<BR/><BR/>Great cat story. Although this only adds to my rather freakish feelings towards cats (freakish bad, not freakish good).Lorihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05528541804521203406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-24498868200363249042008-05-31T22:42:00.000-04:002008-05-31T22:42:00.000-04:00It doesn't matter what anyone else thinks of the d...It doesn't matter what anyone else thinks of the due date(s), you seem to be at peace with it. Can't ask for more than that.<BR/><BR/>And I love the cat story.IdleMindOfBethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03981681283810950397noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-83221712304167610632008-05-31T22:25:00.000-04:002008-05-31T22:25:00.000-04:00My second son's due date was actually my first son...My second son's due date was actually my first son's one year anniversary. I told myself that it was a message from Connor that this time would be ok. <BR/><BR/>Other's said that this was Connor's way of linking to Sean. Other's said this was Connor's soul coming instead of Sean. <BR/><BR/>Bottom line...whatever makes you have a little bit of hope against the odds and gives you even that single moment of a tiny bit of peace...Say it and SAY IT LOUD.Triciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07362574669374990320noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-19482424659751423372008-05-31T13:09:00.000-04:002008-05-31T13:09:00.000-04:00That's why you shouldn't let cats run around outsi...That's why you shouldn't let cats run around outside.Antigonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09206205690072218302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-34144794443871913312008-05-31T11:41:00.000-04:002008-05-31T11:41:00.000-04:00it works for me. but it's more important that it ...it works for me. <BR/><BR/>but it's more important that it works for you.Magpiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15460136246441367993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-33242529115644651542008-05-31T10:56:00.000-04:002008-05-31T10:56:00.000-04:00You just gave me the chills. But I like that idea ...You just gave me the chills. But I like that idea that maybe it's one of the twins trying to make their way back to you. I am going to choose to believe in that.CLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08030787972960755420noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-29183456927291134742008-05-31T09:16:00.000-04:002008-05-31T09:16:00.000-04:00Cats have seven lifes, they say (at least in Germa...Cats have seven lifes, they say (at least in German).<BR/>Amazing story, Niobe.Ameliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10483756694695666215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-29386016044641312752008-05-31T09:06:00.000-04:002008-05-31T09:06:00.000-04:00I dreamed of my firstborn, her name, her person, e...I dreamed of my firstborn, her name, her person, everything, and as she stands today, she is that girl. It still freaks me out.<BR/><BR/>We're all starstuff, and perhaps they have come back to you. I love that thought.<BR/><BR/>And I love how this piece was written.thordorahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04162106158955358865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-49746485852947810872008-05-31T08:00:00.000-04:002008-05-31T08:00:00.000-04:00Double Whoa. Now that IS a story about a cat.And y...Double Whoa. Now that IS a story about a cat.<BR/><BR/>And your take on the due date, I am with you on that 100%...I subscribe to the idea that souls return, that each of us has been here before, some numerous times. <BR/><BR/>From what I have read in my pursuit to understanding life and the everafter, it is demonstrated on the palms of the hand whether or not a person has been here before. Many intricate lines signify an old soul (there are other ways to tell also), a smooth-like palm indicates a new soul, one fresh to the human experience.<BR/><BR/>I also believe that children, as spirits, choose their parents in a sense, based on whatever they are coming to the earth to accomplish or transcend.<BR/><BR/>I would dare to forcast that your child is going to be very intuitive, intelligent, determined and strong. A definite old soul. Cherish this..raising a child who is an old soul is a special experience. I have beleived that my son Max is an old soul since immediately following his birth. Raising a child like this is challenging, but immensely enjoyable..there is just a little something different about these kids...a certain calmness, a knowing if you will...a deep inner peace. <BR/>Well, I am rambling now, probably saying WAY more than I should! Hope I haven't offended...<BR/>Have a great Saturday!thirtysomethinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11564139651442295144noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-63532756824222312072008-05-31T03:34:00.000-04:002008-05-31T03:34:00.000-04:00What a great story. As a child, my grandmother to...What a great story.<BR/> As a child, my grandmother told me she had a vsion. It was Jesus in a cloud and he was handing her a small child with blond hair. Many years later, after my father and uncle were born, she had John Paul. John Paul was microcephalic. She decided to put him in a home. When she got there it depressed her so much that she turned around and took John Paul home. She took care of him for the rest of his life. Somewhere in the attic are his little baby shoes cast in metal. As a child, seeing those shoes made John Paul real, even though I'd never met him. <BR/> May your twin find its way back to you. <BR/> AllypallyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-40848922128476598152008-05-31T02:30:00.000-04:002008-05-31T02:30:00.000-04:00oh boy, I am a sucker for stories like this. heard...oh boy, I am a sucker for stories like this. heard lots growing up from my grandma and it still sucks me in. I believe in reincarnations and therefore souls returning. Each life is separate and different but sometimes past memories and experiences get carried over. I think it is a beautiful thought, a baby's soul returning...janishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14326099151319592743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-17552747267418882542008-05-31T02:13:00.000-04:002008-05-31T02:13:00.000-04:00Magic. And the art of noticing it.Magic. And the art of noticing it.Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14022976523785423847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-87154179091973889762008-05-31T01:49:00.000-04:002008-05-31T01:49:00.000-04:00a story? or a TRUE story?a story? or a TRUE story?painted maypolehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-51789239236680453042008-05-31T00:26:00.000-04:002008-05-31T00:26:00.000-04:00I like the cat story. I find it oddly comforting....I like the cat story. I find it oddly comforting.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-32622621096796831872008-05-30T23:46:00.000-04:002008-05-30T23:46:00.000-04:00that's one hell of a cat story.that's one hell of a cat story.moplanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16998309937928231527noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-35758988923325120172008-05-30T22:04:00.000-04:002008-05-30T22:04:00.000-04:00That's what the Japanese think -- that a baby who ...That's what the Japanese think -- that a baby who was aborted or who died before birth will find a way to come back to earth through another womb some other time. For this reason many Japanese find abortion quite unproblematic. The "child" who doesn't make it the first time around is called mizuko = water child. In Japan you can see rows upon rows of statues of babies -- the mizuko -- dressed lovingly in hand-knit scarves and hats, lined up in the courtyards of some temples.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-71259699001804609362008-05-30T22:00:00.000-04:002008-05-30T22:00:00.000-04:00I think that's a powerful thing to hold on to. An...I think that's a powerful thing to hold on to. And a spooky story about a cat.<BR/><BR/>Both things I'm glad you shared.NotSoSagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04782162947524115936noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-90434513584947851642008-05-30T21:21:00.001-04:002008-05-30T21:21:00.001-04:00I will tell you a story ...Long ago, the love of m...I will tell you a story ...<BR/><BR/>Long ago, the love of my life and I conceived a child, a son. I had an abortion at eighteen weeks. Later, pregnant again, we chose to have the baby. She came at 24 weeks, and lived just a few minutes.<BR/><BR/>We went our separate ways, my love and I.<BR/><BR/>A few years later he and I, not together, had children at precisely the same time. And I mean, at the same time. He, and his new wife, had a daughter. I had a son.<BR/><BR/>Only, we had absented ourselves from one another's lives so well, that we did not know about these new children until -- truth -- a few years later still, when his wife and I joined the same playgroup.<BR/><BR/>Well. For some reason I felt this was the time to share the story.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-76559525264427285182008-05-30T21:21:00.000-04:002008-05-30T21:21:00.000-04:00I am agreeing with Slouchy. And with myself. Since...I am agreeing with Slouchy. And with myself. Since I always say that whatever works for each person is exactly right for them.Juliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09745262857388007041noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-7423124987970766462008-05-30T21:03:00.000-04:002008-05-30T21:03:00.000-04:00I dreamed of my baby for two years before I had he...I dreamed of my baby for two years before I had her and then she was here.<BR/>Cats. I know so many spooky cat stories...Beckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13953517447164263617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-65590936498112812672008-05-30T21:02:00.000-04:002008-05-30T21:02:00.000-04:00I totally agree with you. It's not as though anoth...I totally agree with you. It's not as though another baby *would be one of the twins* explicitly, the way I see it - but two souls were meant to be yours, and tried to come through to you... and perhaps this pregnancy is another try. In another form, but still, one of those souls that belongs to you.<BR/><BR/>I like that.sweetsalty katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15822876211091242851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-83818674916306848642008-05-30T20:35:00.000-04:002008-05-30T20:35:00.000-04:00Wow...double wow even. A fantastic - and very app...Wow...double wow even. <BR/><BR/>A fantastic - and very appropriate - story!Maggiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18010155174814652914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-62762050185339875662008-05-30T20:00:00.000-04:002008-05-30T20:00:00.000-04:00Now I'm going to be singing that old song, "The ca...Now I'm going to be singing that old song, "The cat came back... the very next day..."loribethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09272814565916935113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225058560254819105.post-35714507527802047362008-05-30T18:14:00.000-04:002008-05-30T18:14:00.000-04:00spooky. and very cool.how you feel about the due ...spooky. and very cool.<BR/><BR/>how you feel about the due date being the same is how you feel about it.<BR/><BR/>a tautology, but maybe a useful one.Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05602868040771218507noreply@blogger.com