08/12/2015
In the beginning when we were still sleeping in the guest room, I would open my eyes and see the light shining through the blinds, the room still dark. My eyes and my heart fighting the light, my hand on my empty stomach, and I would have to tell myself:
Baby is gone.
I am not pregnant.
I woke up yesterday morning, holding fast to the truth my heart grasped while writing...
Baby lives.
I will spend eternity with baby. ___________________
Praise God.
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