Measuring Time After Grief
Today Micah came in the kitchen where I was working and he was pretty upset. Apparently Maddie had broken one of his toy bullets and he was not happy about it. Casually and not too loudly he said-I don't really want to keep her anymore!" I figured out he was talking about his sister and told him that really wasn't an option.
As the first anniversary of our stillbirth approaches I thought I would post a poem that a sweet friend of ours wrote. She lost her hubby a year before we lost baby Charlsie so she was really able to understand what we were going through. She printed out the poem, touched it up to look like a scrap booking page and put it on a wooden frame. I love the poem and love having a tangible reminder of our baby. I will post more on this as the time draws near but just wanted to share this poem with you all!