Oct 13, 2013
There were two books I read during my so-called grieving period. One was a compilation of stories about women who had lost babies and their grieving process. I found this compilation helpful in that it allowed me to see that others were dealing and coping the same way I was, but it wasn't until I read "My Beautiful Broken Shell" that a book really touched me during this time. An avid reader, I couldn't focus long enough to get through any books for entertainment. This book was the length of a good children's book making it the perfect length for my preoccupied mind. After reading it I immediately began to think of Nolan as my beautiful broken shell; imperfect in his health for some reason I didn't know but beautiful still and worth keeping forever in my heart. It also allowed me to realize that because of Nolan I was now broken and that no amount of time or healing would "fix" me. It allowed me to come to terms with my brokenness and move forward in my new reality.
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