Thursday, March 5, 2009


Every now and then your heart is forced to shatter all over again,

Like when you see the child of the women who you shared your pregnancy with
Like when you take the most beautiful picuture of your niece that could've been your son
Like when people behind you talk about their childs first smile, first steps, first words

And then you collect all those pieces and put your heart back togther all over again.

1 comment:

  1. I'm trying to give back to help other families who have just lost a child, please read about it on a page dedicated to it...