I’ve lost, again.
Thank you, my ephemeral firefly, for growing within me. Thank you for allowing me to have hope live within me again. Thank you for sparking my imagination.
I saw you in my mind and with my heart, laughing and playing with your big brother, your little rolls soft in the sunlight. I could almost smell your soft skin. I will see you in my dreams, again.
It is times like these that I envy the faithful. Those that can say that it is all planned, that a spirit lives on somewhere.
This evening, I miscarried at 6 weeks 1 day.
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Sorry is such an inadequate word, but it’s all I have at the moment. ):
I am sorry for your loss!! Hang in there and do not lose hope!!