I know you love the front cover of the latest issue of Above Rubies as big brother holds his baby brother with the most wonderful expression of love. The mother of these boys, Vera Louden (This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.) wrote to me yesterday sharing of how she went through a heartbreaking miscarriage recently. She writes, "I delivered our sweet baby at home and we buried him here in our forest. I have been writing a lot since I lost my baby and thought I would send you something I wrote recently."
I trust Vera's words will be a blessing to those who have also miscarried.
"The sun shines brightly,
The sky is a deep blue,
Fluffy white clouds drift by
And then she looks in the mirror,
Notices how her shirt is not full,
How it gives the impression of a roundness.
Her hand touches that spot,
The roundness of the shirt . . it flattens,
She imagines what it would've been like by now,
This week would've been 25 weeks,
The kicks and the squirms,
The dreams and excitement--gone with the touch of that spot.
Her breath catches in her throat
And there's that feeling again,
A sinking. A sadness.
Her face reflects it. And she remembers.
He's gone. In the arms of Jesus.
I'm here and I step forward.
He is with me all the way and all the time."
~ Vera Louden