Go ahead and mention my child,
The one that died, you know.
Don't worry about hurting me further.
The depth of my pain doesn't show.
Don't worry about making me cry.
I'm already crying inside.
Help me to heal by releasing
The tears that I try to hide.
I'm hurt when you just keep silent,
Pretending she didn't exist.
I'd rather you mention my child,
Knowing that she has been missed.
You asked me how I was doing.
I say "pretty good" or "fine".
But healing is something ongoing
I feel it will take a lifetime.
~ Elizabeth Dent ~
Today is National Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Day.
For Lilliana; my two nieces/nephews; Major; Noah; Asher and Isaac; Annabelle; Maddox; Audrey; Leah; Levi; Janie and her siblings; Tristan and Elliot and Copeland and Poppy Joy and Mary Grace and Jacob Ryan; Tabitha; Hope and Love; Joy and Faith Eliza; Mazie Olivia; Daniel Joseph; Isabella Leigh....for my sweet baby--who I still miss today more than words can express--and the many, many other babies who have gone to Heaven before we wanted them to, I hope you'll have a listen to this powerful song, which reflects the attitude of my own heart so very well:
(You can also view the video of the family that inspired this song--Todd (of Selah) and Angie Smith, and their little girl, Audrey, who lived for four hours after she was born--here.)
"The Lord is close to the brokenhearted. He rescues those who are crushed in spirit."