If you haven't been here already, go right away. You will not leave untouched. Your pain will be held gently. Your voice will be heard.
What is glow in the woods?
from the website:
For mamas of still babies, tiny babies, lost potential of all kinds.
In the beginning you stagger, disoriented, through this storm.
We want to be a glow through the trees, a golden refuge of log and glass. Stumble up the steps, shake off the snow and the crust and the stiffness, cross the threshold to be encircled by figures welcoming, nodding, easing you to a roaring fire and piping hot tea and wine and whoopie pies and whatever else warms you from the inside out.
Sink into a battered old sofa, tuck your feet under your legs, a woodsmokey quilt around your shoulders, fingers wrapped around a hot mug,
and be with us.
of us, only half-joking, said this will be a place where us medusas can
take off our hats, none minding the sight of all the snakes. Because
not only can we bear the sight of each other—we crave it.
Babylost mamas, this place is yours.
Thanks to my friend Jen Lemen for pointing me in the direction of this site.