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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.
I should be full of joy for the new life growing -
Anticipation, perhaps even eagerness.
But I have seen another path than life,
I have seen another ending to this tale.
Do I prepare a cradle or a casket?
Do I wear my ring or sell it?
Do I sleep or do I wake each morning?
Some things are choices - others are not.
But I cannot choose when I weep.