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.
Years since I’ve been here. Needed to feel the glow love, reading some old posts filling my heart with warmth, understanding and what needed to be heard then and there. Taking som miss s time. This is the one place I felt like a “normal” person for years, so many of the ppl I met here made this a safe space. It’s been 11 years since I first entered this accepting and loving place. The gratitude I feel, it’s beyond words. There are tough days still, I’m better armed, but this time of year still throws me off now and then. Sitting in miss S’s corner of the living room, remembering all the little ones we all miss. I really hope life will treats the mamas and papas in a good way.
Needed to feel the glow love, reading some old posts filling my heart with warmth, understanding and what needed to be heard then and there. Taking som miss s time. This is the one place I felt like a “normal” person for years, so many of the ppl I met here made this a safe space.
It’s been 11 years since I first entered this accepting and loving place. The gratitude I feel, it’s beyond words.
There are tough days still, I’m better armed, but this time of year still throws me off now and then.
Sitting in miss S’s corner of the living room, remembering all the little ones we all miss. I really hope life will treats the mamas and papas in a good way.