Everyday I am amazed by how much my little angel has touched the lives of others, and changed my life forever. To those who have lost a little one or know a little one who has passed, you understand the impact these little, tiny babies have on our lives. Although I am selfish and want her here, I am thankful for the gifts she has given me. Through her death I have met beautiful friends, our little angels have brought us together and I know they are smiling.
My mom and dad bought her a beautiful arrangement for the service which contained branches of some sort. Once the flowers had wilted, I decided to put the branches in a vase, I thought it looked fun and contemporary. Low and behold the branches are budding and growing roots. Forgive me, I can't remember what type of bush it is at the moment...starts with an "f"! Anyway, I am very excited! It blooms in the spring, which is wonderful because I can plant it in Zoe's garden. My little butterfly, I love her dearly.
The other day I read a blog of another mother who lost her little one, and she mentioned that time is a cruel joke. I agree. Time has not healed my pain, I am still bleeding. I know it has been a mere 6 weeks, but I feel no release from this wound. She will never be forgotten, but I do hope that one day I will feel happy again. Losing a child is terrible...miserable really. Little Zoelle, my beautiful butterfly, I love you....Mommy will always love you.
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