I reflect upon the events of the weekend I spent with some special women in my neighbor state; women who had to say goodbye too soon. Women, young and old, who came together for one specific purpose on this sunny fall morning. To remember. And what a gift to share in that with each of them.
Back home, in the quietness of my home, in the stillness of the night, and in the silence of my thoughts, I remember. Words are few, to be honest. They are hard to come by when there are no words to truly express all that I wish to convey. I could share the hurt and the pain surrounding the losses I've endured over these past 5 1/2 years, but I won't. Because tonight, I remember...and it is good. It is good because He is good. My God who never changes, who holds my heart in His hands, and who has given me a ministry out of my mess.
Jesus, hug my babies tight tonight.
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If you did something special to honor your baby(ies) for National Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day, please feel free to share in the comments. I'd love to hear about it!

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