Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.
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October 15th is the day we unitedly honor miscarriages, stillborns, and SIDS. AT 7 pm (whenever that is for you), light a candle in memory of my precious Ian and all the other babies who never met their mommies and daddies or were taken before their first birthday.
There’s not a day that goes by where you don’t cross my mind.
What I would give to have you still growing within me.
I know you’re in a far better, peaceful place with several of my loved ones to love and care for you. But, I can’t help but become selfish wanting you still near in MY arms.
Bless your innocent little soul. You were and will always be mine & your daddy’s world.
i love you.