Has it really been so very long? The memories are so fresh and *real*. Like a heavy rock that my experience of motherhood has swirled and flowed around. The weight no longer crushes me but *oh* there is still that little blank spot felt like the gap where a tooth should be, like a blind spot in my peripheral vision. How this day creeps up on me!
Today, there is no pain in grieving. A heart's longing to see my baby again some day. A surprising joy at all the gifts that little soul brought us. A certainty of hope.
(Lael's full story - my unassisted home miscarriage - is at the bottom of this post.)