I realized today that Christmas would be here and then gone before I knew it, and felt a surprising sense of uneasiness in the pit of my stomach. It isn't the holiday that I feel strange about, but the weeks that follow. In the short stack of days that stretched between the day after Christmas and the 9th day of January, everything changed.
They are just dates, I know that. But I still don't want to revisit them.
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Born silently into this world on January 9th, 2009. A tiny girl who changed everything without ever taking a breath.
Layla's name from the Names in the Sand memorial site
Layla Wren
Born silently into this world on January 9th, 2009. A tiny girl who changed everything without ever taking a breath.
Always Remembered
Layla's name from the Names in the Sand memorial site
This Place
This is an outlet for the thoughts, the memories that swim in my head at every moment. This is a place to tell my story. This is a way to share my pain with others who have been there...or not. This is a window into my journey as I rediscover who I am and what I am becoming after the loss of my first child.
Honored...
2 comments:
I absolutely understand.
xo
Today was the second anniversary of the day we were told our son was going to die. January 14th will be the second anniversary of his death. The holidays are hard enough after losing a child, but to have all those anniversaries to deal with too is just hell. Hugs.
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