When my child was placed in my arms for the first time, I thought I’d know what to feel — joy, responsibility, maybe exhaustion. But what I wasn’t ready for was the shift in who I belonged to.
Thank you for sharing something so deeply personal. I’m truly sorry for your losses. It’s powerful how our little ones, no matter how briefly they’re with us, leave such an indelible mark on who we are. Thinking about how they’ve shaped you is such a beautiful and tender way to honour their memory.
Beautiful poem Grace. I have lost two little ones early, I think about how they've changed me all the time.
Thank you for sharing something so deeply personal. I’m truly sorry for your losses. It’s powerful how our little ones, no matter how briefly they’re with us, leave such an indelible mark on who we are. Thinking about how they’ve shaped you is such a beautiful and tender way to honour their memory.
Thank you :)