Stories of Babylost parents

glow in the woods - home: I lost a few friends after George died. Well, really, they were in the process of being lost during the five weeks that he was in the process of dying and that I was in the process of changing into something different than before. For those weeks and the ones immediately following, phone calls went unanswered and emails went unreturned. Our previously close relationships changed into something else, something not anything anymore. I was taken by surprise by the change but I probably shouldn’t have been.