Rainbow Babies: Who you will meet, Who I met, and the Help I was given along the way
This is a post i’ve been writing renditions of for so many months now. It’s never felt like the right time, and no matter how many versions I write in my head, it never seems to have a focused point other than an explosion of emotions that make no sense. Welcome to losing a child. But I guess when it comes down to it this post is mostly for me. I want to help other moms and friends of those moms of course. More importantly, I also want to speak to the power of my God, and I want to remember what experiencing that closeness was like. Who knows what this will accomplish.....only one way to find out! Plus there’s also the fact that every time I touch those still too raw feelings, the tears come. It’s beautiful and it’s painful all at once, but what location do I have where I can write freely and cry ugly? The answer to that is anywhere. But I’ll explain that later. I kept making excuses. Waiting for the perfect picture to post with it, waiting for clarity, composure, time etc.