i mourn
the things
that
(this)
life
will not give
to you.
but,
i do not
mourn
you.
— (warrior) mum.
There are days that I mourn what my beautiful boy will never have in this life.
But, I do not mourn him.
He is joy and sunshine and innocence, and my heart is attached to his by an invisible umbilical cord.
He is the answer to desperate prayers and hope fulfilled — treasure in the shape of a boy.
liezel graham 
Everyday. All day. She would not be her without this unfortunate battle, so how do I cleave it from her? I don’t, I mourn it; but, I do not mourn her. Thank you for sharing.
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Thank you Rebecca, and yes — we know that there is a sense of loss, but that our child is the gift.
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