Tomorrow marks 12 months to the day, since my second loss.
No matter how much time passes, miscarriage doesn’t get any easier.
The pain may not be as raw, and your life goes on, but the sadness, sorrow and knowledge of all that will never be, all that was taken from you, leaves a bitterness and anger that is always simmering.
I ask anyone who reads this, to remember my baby with me on May 10th. Light a candle for her precious little soul…
I will be repeating this ritual for my first loss, in another 9 day’s time.