And may the future hold brighter moments... I held the brightest moment in my life, my son. I had him in my arms and the world was perfect. I can still feel how heavy he was. I can smell him. I can feel the soft smoothness of his skin and the striations that were on his feet. Everyone I know has been so helpful, so healing for me but, when they tell me that the future will have brighter moments I doubt that. I had mine and I never want that to change.
I saw this post on someone Else's web site the other day. It stopped me and I know the answer...
Once A Mother
A man who has lost his wife is called a widower.
A child without a parent is called an orphan.
But what of a woman who's only child has passed?
What am I to be called?
... I still want to be called " a mom" and we are still a "family".
Baby Joe can you hear mommy? I bet because I've been talking to you all morning. My arms are wrapped around you and I'm holding you so close. I'm kissing your sweet face right now and loving you. I miss you, my sweet baby boy. I love you so much.