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Parents of lost babies and potential of all kinds: come here to share the technicolour, the vividness, the despair, the heart-broken-open, the compassion we learn for others, having been through this mess — and see it reflected back at you, acknowledged and understood.

Thanks to photographer Xin Li and to artist Stephanie Sicore for their respective illustrations and photos.

for one and all > Three years

Three years ago you still were held under my beating heart, yours not beating anymore. Where did time fly? It still feels like yesterday it all happend, you not beeing alive. Still remember the nurs who met us that day, still remember what I wore, the smell of hot summer, and the doctor. The nurse, an angel who I've also talked to afterwards.
Day like this, I miss my griefgroup and our conselor, I wish that we could have a kind of follow-up program. Once or twice a year at least, just talking to those who kept me up of the gutter those first raw months. I miss them.
August 12, 2017 | Unregistered CommenterScandinavian endo-girl
Thinking of you and your baby girl...
August 13, 2017 | Unregistered CommenterShannon