My friend Nikol (check out her blog here) posted the photo above this morning on her blog’s Facebook.
While today is just Tuesday to most, for several mourning families it is a reminder that they are not alone, that their lost children are not forgotten, and that every child conceived is a miracle whether they make it to this earth or not.
Losing our daughter made Derek and I part of a community that nobody ever wants to be in.
Miscarriage, stillborn, infant loss: It’s the booth at a fair that you pray to God stays empty.
But it doesn’t.
In fact, once you stop by you find out that it is even bigger than you could have possibly imagined and it makes your heart hurt.
Because the truth of the matter is that there are so many families out there who have lost a child.
So many left with a hole in their hearts.
I found this book at TJ-Max the other day and it broke me (so naturally, I bought it).
It’s called Love From My Heart To A Cuddly Little Boy.
Here are a few pages:
“My heart would be searching for YOU!”
When I read this and saw all of the little angel children I couldn’t help but think of my own angel in Heaven.
I still cry sometimes when I see a mom and her daughter wearing matching outfits.
Or when I see other little girls who are the same age she would have been.
I will always wonder how she may have looked, who she may have been.
I prayed and prayed for a day of hope and a lifetime was given to me with the birth of Declan.
But we still talk of her all the time.
We still remember.
And we love her very deeply.
To anyone who has lost their child, hold on to hope.
Hope that we will one day be reunited with our sweet angels.
In memory of Kinlie Marie.
Lost but never forgotten.