>> October 15th | Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day.
Seven is our number. Seven of the most celebrated, sacred pieces of our story. Adam and I have been given 7 precious, wanted, beloved new lives, and every other one was called back to our Savior. Two miscarriages and our Maggie Girl born so still at 31 weeks. I know so many sisters, near and far, with their own stories of loss. Some are spoken, others remain silent. Some have weathered years of anniversaries, for others the hurt and aching arms are new and heavy and raw. My heart breaks for you, sister, and the loss you have endured. And my heart HOPES with you, sister, for the steadfast promise of the sweetest reunion with our babes one day. Much love to the Mamas that carried, the Daddies that mourned, the Brotherhoods and Sisterhoods that would have been, and the Dear Ones that rallied to carry, cry alongside, acknowledge and remember.
