BLM Meeting!

Most if not all of you know Ashley momma to Angel Nolan and Rainbow CC over at Ruby Baby

Ashley and her family live in Florida. We met each other online through the Preeclampsia forums when I lost Cara and was frantically searching for someone...anyone who could connect on my level. That was back in 2009. Ashley made a trip to Illinois just so I could do her hair! (I wish) She actually was in town for a highschool reunion and I actually DID do her hair, and met CC and her hubby Chris. I wish she lived closer. I bet we would be close friends. Its ok though, we can remain close from afar!

 

I also met another BLM Carrie. Carrie is momma to her angel Cara who was born alive at 20 weeks to low fluid, and passed away shortly after birth. I explain how we met here. Just TRY to wrap your mind around this one! Turns out she lives not even an hour from me, and after almost two years she also came to see me to get her hair done. She is so amazing and I love her as well!

One of the girls I worked with asked how I could just go to lunch or sit down and chat with these people like I have known then for years. Before I lost Cara if you told me I would be going to lunch and spending the day with someone I never met I would laugh at you. Now its like second nature. I crave these people. They know me like no one else does. Not even my family. This is going to be oh so cliche, but it seriously is like I have known many of my BLMs for years. I treat them all like I know them for real in real life! I am so happy to have met Carrie and Ashley.

Not too long ago I had a falling out with a former friend. Some may know. I did a few "angry" blogs about it etc, (thats how I get my emotions out) but as I am meeting all these new people.I am realizing that sometimes you just need a change in life.  I love this quote.

"At some of the darkest moments in my life, some people I thought of as friends deserted me-some because they cared about me and it hurt them to see me in pain; others because I reminded them of their own vulnerability, and that was more than they could handle. BUT real friends overcame their discomfort and came to sit with me. If they had not words to make me feel better, they sat in silence and I loved them for it.