My friend Joe gave me this in honor of what would have been (roughly) Dex’s sixth birthday, if I hadn’t had the miscarriage. Wasn’t that sweet?!
I just found out how many people visit the miscarriage page on my website. I hope it brings you comfort, as someone else’s site did for me. So to everyone who has had to go through such a loss, Erma Bombeck best said it for all of us what a day like this means:
I had now joined a group of women who had to give a child back. They look like other women and they function like other women. But [….] At any given time of year when no one knows what they are talking about, they will look wistful and remark that the baby would be three years old today, or five, or ten. They play with the probabilities…the would have beens…could have beens… should have beens…
I hope you have found peace for days like these too.