Last Sunday was Bereaved Mother’s Day. It’s not a fun day, but it is an important one. With this poem, I want to honor the mothers who have or are experiencing the worst kind of pain to be found in motherhood.
If you have endured the ache and grief of miscarriage, I would love to know the name of your baby. Share with me in the comments if you feel able to. I sincerely hope these words give voice to the pain you have experienced. You matter. Your baby matters. You both are seen.
I’m a story-teller, poet, and gardener, and these pieces of me find their way on the blog often! But you know what ties it all together? I’m also a cheerleader. FOR YOU. Minus the pom-poms (!!). I’m passionate about helping you fully live within + celebrate your God-given life! I share the good stuff & show you beauty + hope through poetry, personal reflections, and practical how-to’s.
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