What would have been her first...
Thinking of her. It has been quite some time since I’ve put words to paper (or in this case typed them). Writing has always been an outlet for me... it allows me to write what my heart feels and captures. And every now and again maybe it will touch the heart of another and help them. Every year around this time I think of her. I think of them. I think of what our life might look like had our embryos lived, had those heartbeats never stopped, and had we not have to give them and our little girl back to Jesus so soon. Our little girl was the one who made it the furthest to know she was a girl. The others we never knew, but I can see and hear their heartbeats like it were yesterday. This week was her due date, and this year would’ve been her first birthday. So in memory of our baby girl I would like to write in hopes that it might help heal a few hearts out there. I often wonder what she’d look like (I’m sure like her Daddy just as these other two have proven). I wonder wh
