Can I just say I hate this new life, I hate that infant death even happens. I hate that any of us have to know what this utterly, overwhelming, emptiness feels like. I have just been thinking about how much I want out of this club...but, my son is dead. And, not coming pack.
But, everyday is a new day. Everyday holds the promise of a new dream, new hope, new love. I will love my Trenton James forever. I don't know how to stop loving him, I am his mother and a mothers love does not end in the wake of death.
a magical moment
3 days ago