Since November, whenever I would wake up from sleep, I would wish I could go back to that blissful world. But I couldn't, and each morning the waves of pain would make me physically nauseous as I grieved for my son. There's something new now. For the first time in over 5 months, I wake up with just a whisper of something in my heart.
I know what it is now.
HOPE.
6 comments:
What a beautiful post, Kara!
awww, such a cute cute smile!!
Hold on to that HOPE! I love the photos. Let's get together again soon.
This made my day. He is so handsome!
Yay! Glad to hear it!
Kara, that photo of the two of you is so precious! I am sure you will treasure it always! SO cute!
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