Today, I am hurting.
Today marks 2 years since my world changed. I lost a piece of me that I had always craved. That I still crave. The wonderings of who you would be, what would you look like, would you have blonde hair like mummy or brown hair like daddy? Why me?
Today, I share something that I’ve only recently been able to look at, something that I wrote with tears pouring from a place that I thought had no end, and my heart was shattered.
Today, I am raw, fragile and blessed. Blessed to have known you for the time that I did. Blessed to have the knowledge that you aren’t alone. Blessed to know that you are waiting for me and I will get to meet you one day!
This month is pregnancy and infant loss awareness month, and I am sharing my story for those who, like me at the time, think they’re alone.
You aren’t! You are a mother. There is nothing you can change now. It wasn’t your fault. Please, don’t feel guilty. I’m here, with you!
I love you, my child. You will always exist with me. You were so loved.
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