Shattered dreams

The journey of mourning a lost child. Chapter 15

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During the pregnancy, we spent many hours lying down and dreaming, imagining and picturing what we would like to discover and experience with you.

I wanted to crawl through the tall grass with you and marvel at the bugs, listen to the wind in the willows, gurgle with the water in the stream, smear each other with sunscreen, slurp down the spaghetti without the help of our hands when Mum wasn’t looking, count the stars on warm summer nights and name the shooting stars, build Lego and castles in the air, decorate grey streets with colorful chalk, sit, laugh, dance, cry, hug each other — be a family.

All this has been denied to us.

And yet… you will be with me in my heart, my son, and so we will do it all. Together. You and I.

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