FAMILY TIME, griefe, Guilt, loss, miscarriage, Uncategorized

As the time passes…

The pain became so uncontrollable as tears, screaming and heartache devoured my daily existence. I held your older sister a little tighter, kissing her forhead... For months she had been lifting my shirt kissing my stomach saying, "baby" and all the innocence that was in her was unaware of the struggles daddy and I faced.… Continue reading As the time passes…

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