This might sound strange to some, but there are times I miss last May. I miss the absolute, total, complete longing for my sons and the feeling of being so close, remembering every moment like it was happening. I long to be that connected to them again, and wrapped up in my grief.
And so yesterday, I decided to put together a little slideshow of our time with them. Start to finish. I can’t do anything else but pray Jesus watches them till I get there, but there is an ache to be their earthly Mama still in some small way.
There are pictures of them in here, among other. They are babies; little, red, perfect babies. But I know this may trigger some of you, or others just may not be able to watch. It’s not gory, it’s just them wrapped up in our arms. All I ask is that if you do watch, please be kind. Know these are my children as much as if I were to post their 2 month pics on here with them chubby and smiling. It took a lot for me to put these pictures in this little remembrance of them.
I wanted to share it with you all, so you can see who you prayed and loved and cried for all those months with me. So they are real to everyone.