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Tuesday, October 28, 2008
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We cannot care for you the way we wanted, or cradle you or listen to your cry;
but separated as we are by silence, our love will not die.
We cannot watch you growing into childhood, and find a new uniqueness every day;
but special as you would have been among us, forever you still will stay.
So through the mess of anger, grief and tiredness, through tensions which are not yet reconciled,
we give to God the worship of our sorrow and you, our dear child.
Lord, in your arms which cradle all creation we rest and place our baby beyond death
believing that she now, alive in heaven, breathes with your own breath.
6 comments:
I'm sorry. =(
I'm so sorry :(
I'll keep hoping for you!!
Beth, We have been thinking about you as we experience Nicaragua. We are disappointed to read that you are not pregnant and continue to hold you in our thoughts and prayers. We love you.
--us
I'm sorry, too. I hope next month is it.
I'm so sorry. I am definitely out too. The first day of "knowing" always is the worst (I think) and then it gets better, because each day brings you to another chance. I just wish we had a chance once a week instead of once a month. :)
Darn it!! Good luck next month. We can't try for 9 more months!
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