>It’s been a year now since Samuel was born….still.
Some moments still choke me with tears welling up. My arms are empty. My milk is dry.
There’s an empty spot in my heart.
And yet I am rich with an experience. Although short, it was bitter-sweet to have Samuel growing and then lingering within my womb. I longed for the fluttering, the kicks to mama that said “I’m okay”. I could only identify one kick that I knew was definitely him. Just one strong flutter to mama. But that memory is a gift he gave me. Something from my little boy to the mama that carried him.
Today we remember (as we do all the other days, too). You are loved and missed by your whole family.