Oh tiny little perfect one, a little nubbin for a nose, fine small eyelashes, hoped for so desperately, loved so deeply, treasured, held, sung to. A million dreams, all in one little soul. Who suffered, was loved, and will be missed, much more than many could dream of in a lifetime.
Oh mommy, who cradled and dreamt of this little one since he was no bigger than a pea. Who hears the echoes of her heart in the caverns of her womb. Who feels the throbbing in her veins rather than the acrobatics of his feet. Who sings for joy, and for grief.
Oh daddy, always, always, so strong and so able (has always been that way). So strong, carrying the family. Grief that is loving and brave. Hope for strength and a sure foundation. Hope for healing, hope for tomorrow.
I love you all very much.
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