The Certainty

The journey of mourning a lost child. Chapter 4

a shadow in form of a cross is thrown onto the door of our living room
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On Friday morning, the last routine check-up before the birth was on the agenda. You were 39 weeks and 1 day old, and you had never complained, never caused your mother any problems.

A pregnancy like a textbook example.

And then we found out that your heart stopped beating.

Your heart stopped beating.

Stopped beating.

Stopped.

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Next chapter (5): Darkness

Previous chapter (3): Shadows

All chapters:

Silent love

23 stories
clouds hovering over a mountain ridge with trees

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ItsAlwaysRightNow
ItsAlwaysRightNow

Written by ItsAlwaysRightNow

I’m striving to provide you a reason to slow down, breathe and enjoy the moment. Right here. I’ve done many things, from falling in love to burying a son.