“I thought I could describe a state; make a map of sorrow.
Sorrow, however, turns out to be not a state but a process.”
C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
|Happy to be pregnant with Gabriel - spring 2005|
We look at each other. Tired eyes.
Tremendous love and sorrow mingling together.
We both somehow know it is time.
We ring for the nurse & hand over our baby,
knowing we will never touch him again.
Good bye, little baby boy.
We leave the labor & delivery wing of the hospital,
no baby in our arms.
There is no need for a safety check on our infant seat.
We don't need any of the baby stuff we prepared.
All we needed was the baby casket.
Hello, outside, scary world....
I was given the honor of writing a guest post for
Stephanie Sheaffer at her blog Writing for Good.
Will you go over there & give her some comment love?