What’s it like?
Like nothing else
Like something I can’t explain
Like everything sad and profound and beautiful,
all rolled into one
Bittersweet love.
It’s common, but never ordinary:
A crushing, soul-deep pain,
A precious, primal connection.
Life spins on
Time races by
But part of me is always there,
back then,
Holding him in my body
in my arms.

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October 15th is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day around the world.

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October 15th, 2014 at 10:22 am
Thanks for this, Christy. I will light 2 candles tonight – one for Noah and one for Simon.
October 15th, 2014 at 7:24 pm
Thanks Grandma!
June 22nd, 2015 at 7:50 pm
This is a beautiful poem and describes it well. I lost my last daughter in labour full term…she is indeed our bittersweet love…the person we love most, according to my 7 year old. Always with us, and always away.
I’m so sorry for your loss. Thanks for sharing your pain in this beautiful way.
Anna