Broken Water
By Kristie Shulman HAND of Santa Cruz County A river of fluid gushes from my body. I’m deflating, dissolving into the emptiness… The evacuation has begun. Seven long months, two to go, and you have…
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By Kristie Shulman HAND of Santa Cruz County A river of fluid gushes from my body. I’m deflating, dissolving into the emptiness… The evacuation has begun. Seven long months, two to go, and you have…
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By Emily Mockett HAND of the Peninsula We headed north to Canada after Julia died; we just had to keep moving north. With the hypnotic change of scenery at 70 mph up the I-5 corridor…
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Mamas are not supposed to be separated from their babies. My little love, you were here and then gone All too quickly. Kicking, hitting and turning, you made your presence known. I felt your every…
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Dear HAND of the Peninsula: My prenatal counselor at Kaiser asked me to share this resource with you in the hopes that it would help other grieving parents. I sent the artist, Dana Klein, a…
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By Kelly Vaughn HAND of the Peninsula Our beloved son, Josiah Royce Zhu-li, was stillborn on May 4, 2005, 10:45 p.m., at El Camino Hospital in Mountain View. Except for the omphalocele that exhausted his…
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By Thomas Torresson HAND of the Peninsula My son, Shawn, is 2 1/2 now. It’s been 4 years since the death of my first son, Dylan. It’s funny the things that make me think of…
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By Frank Em HAND of the Peninsula I first learned about HAND the way most of us have, and I’d call it “the hard way”: by losing a precious child at a very early age….
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By Amy Fonda 11 years old Maybe she wasn’t meant to be, but I wish I could have her in our arms in our warm house. She’s in heaven and that’s what counts, With God,…
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By Marie, 13 years old As we sit in this empty baby room Staring, at all these lonesome baby clothes no one’s little body to fit in them because now you are dead They…
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By Marie Fonda Spiteri HAND of the Peninsula I’ll never forget the day that we lost Laura. I was 13 years old and drove with my mom to the hospital because she couldn’t feel the…
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