Caring Beyond
Joined Together In Grief and Healing
It was helpful to hear others share their stories.
Caring Beyond Library
Books have been purchased from funds donated by
"Women of Energy"
| Title | Author | # |
|---|---|---|
| A Mother's Dilemma | Wendy L. Lyon | 1 |
| A Piece of My Heart | Molly Fumia | 2 |
| A Silent Love | Adrienne Ryan | 1 |
| A Silent Sorrow | Ingrid Kohn, Perry-Lynn Moffitt | 1 |
| A Time to Decide, A Time to Heal | Molly A Minnick, Kathleen Delp, Mary Ciotti | 2 |
| Always a Twin | Valerie R. Samuels | 1 |
| An Empty Cradle A Full Heart | Christine O'Keefe Lafser | 1 |
| Angelic Presence | Cathi Lammert, Sue Friedeek | 1 |
| Coping with Infertility | Negar Jabobs, William O'Donohue | 1 |
| Empty Arms | Sherokee Ilse | 4 |
| Empty Cradle, Broken Heart | Deborah L. Davis | 1 |
| Ended Beginnings | Claudia Panuthos, Catherine Romeo | 2 |
| Finding Hope When a Child Dies | Sukie Miller | 1 |
| Forever Silent Forever Changed | Kellie Davis | 1 |
| I Can't Find a Heartbeat | Melissa Sexson Hanson | 1 |
| I'll Hold You In Heaven | Jack Hayfor | 1 |
| Inconceivable | Shannon Woodward | 1 |
| Journeys | Amy L. Abbey | 1 |
| Life Touches Life | Lorraine Ash | 1 |
| Losing Your Baby In Pregnancy or the First Year | Hannah Lothrop | 1 |
| Miscarriage A Shattered Dream | Sherokee Ilse, Linda Hammer Burns | 5 |
| Miscarriage Women Sharing | Marie Allen, Shelly Marks | 3 |
| Miscarriage Women's Experiences & Needs | Christine Moulder | 1 |
| Motherless Daughters | Hope Edelman | 1 |
| Our Silent Lullabies | Jessica Byme | 1 |
| Our Stories of Miscarriage | Rachel Faldet, Karen Fitton | 2 |
| Precious Lives Painful Choices | Sherokee Ilse | 1 |
| Pregnancy After A Loss | Carol Cirulli Lanham | 2 |
| Preventing Miscarriage | Jonathan Scher, Carol Dix | 2 |
| Riding the Infertility Roller Coaster | Iris Waichler | 1 |
Books may be borrowed out for 1 month.
Please fill out the library card inside the book.
Join us on
I wonder, Oh I wonder
I wonder, Oh I wonder, where the little faces go. That come and smile and stay awhile,
and pass like flakes of snow. The dear, wee baby faces that the world has never known, But mothers hide, so tender-eyed deep in the hearts alone.
I love to think that somewhere, in the country we call heaven, the land most fair of anywhere will unto them be given.
In memory of:
All Babys Lost