They say time heals, but every day I seem to miss you more. When I cry, I have these great, heaving sobs – the sobs of a mother crying out for her child. I cry because I miss you, because it’s just not fair, because this isn’t how this was supposed to go.
Every day, the sun rises, but somehow my days just run together in a giant span of hours and hours of my heart breaking. My sweet angel child, my heart just won’t stop breaking for you. Your life was going to be such a special one.
It seems impossible to me right now, but I know that one of these days, the sun will rise again in my heart and I’ll be able to enjoy life again. I know you’ll be there with me every day, being carried no longer in my womb, but in my heart.
Jonah, be with me as I navigate these dark days of grief and sadness. Help me to hold tight to those pinpricks of light that manage to shine through.
I miss you every minute of every day.