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	<title>Chabad.org | Articles by Rochel Levine</title>
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<description>Newest articles written by Rochel Levine</description>
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<title>Life Goes On</title>
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<description>Life goes on
I feel better, physically
Emotionally, I am extremely wobbly and
vulnerable
I am moving on
Away from this brutal physical experience
Away from this traumatic emotional
experience
I do feel lonely
I just wish someone would turn the clock
back in time
I wish someone would make it all better
for me
I just wish I would adjust to this new
situation
As quickly as I got used to being
pregnant
But it won’t happen
So . . .
I am going to pick up my boys from school
today
For the first time in three weeks
I am going to put makeup on
For the first time in three weeks
I am getting dressed nicely
Ready to act normal, look good
Ready
Ready to put on an act for the world
Ready to project a healthy and happy
picture of myself
Ready to embrace the world as I left it
three weeks ago
A world which i</description>
<pubDate>Tue, 23 Feb 2016 12:00:00 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Dear Little One</title>
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You started growing inside of me
I felt you through the sickness
I felt you through my mood
I felt you through my change of appetite
I sensed you through my sensitivity to smells
I sensed you through my happiness
I sensed you
I imagined you
Your face
Your personality
We gave you a name
I saw you when you were 6 weeks old
I saw your heartbeat pumping on the screen
You started to grow
You started your life
I was so happy
I loved you right there and then
I bonded with you
I prayed for you
You were part of me for 12 weeks
Part of my organism
Part of our life
Part of our plan
Part of myself
Then came that day&#160;.&#160;.&#160;.
You stopped breathing
You stopped growing
You are now a lifeless fetus
Partially formed
With a head and a back, I was told
You are still inside of me
You </description>
<pubDate>Tue, 23 Feb 2016 12:00:00 EST</pubDate>
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