I’ve always wondered how our family portrait would ever be complete. How do I honor my three without my three here on earth?
And then some photos from a few photographers starting showing up on my social media, a result of how much coverage Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month is getting this year.
And so, we now have our first complete, and yet forever, longing family portrait too (thank you Betsy!).
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Never to feel the relief at the sound of your first cry.
And yet, I imagine your giggles, always.
Never to know your name.
And yet, you are known and spoken by my heart, always.
Never to feel the warmth of your skin in my arms.
And yet, I feel you holy every day, always.
Never to know the tangible completeness; always wondering who you might have been and who we might have been.
And yet, trusting and knowing we are whole, even in our longing, always.
