When someone dies, people send flowers and cards and cry and check in and just care. Emmensely.
I got the visits. I got the tears. But I missed out on the balloons. I missed out on the "it's a girl" "congratulations" cards.. I missed out on my baby shower, by 10 days. And I missed out on my baby. On her cries and in getting huge and on waking up al hours of the night. I just missed out. And I don't want to. I don't want to have to explain to my future children that their sibling is in heaven. I also don't want to have to cry when I'm pregnant again and worry. I don't want any of it. I especially don't want to have to face the fact that Sawyer is gone. That instead of being at our wedding she will be in a charm on my bouquet..
This is just the start of what isn't fair.
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