Dear Sister,

I see you.

I know the shock that overcame you when you found out your child was gone.

I feel the pain that you felt when you delivered your beautiful baby, and all your hopes and dreams for that precious life were gone.

I am heartbroken at what comes next, and the decisions you have to make that no mother should have to make.

I hear you crying in the night when you think no one is listening.

I understand the worry that you didn’t do it right or do enough.

I feel that lump in your throat when people ask you how many children you have, and you have to decide how you will answer this time.

I know the ache in your heart when you see a little girl or boy the age of the one you lost, smiling and laughing and living.

I feel angry when you have to deal with well-intentioned words that just aren’t enough.

I understand that fear that people will forget your child.

I hear the excitement in your voice when someone asks about them; when they say their name.

I know how your heart soars when you see a rainbow after a storm or a lone butterfly on a Spring day, and you just know that is your little one stopping by to say hello.

I see you. I am you. And you are not alone.





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    Henderson Lafond

    Henderson Lafond is the founder of Madison's Closet. Our mission is to comfort and clothe moms who suffered a perinatal loss by providing complimentary donated clothing to help them reclaim their self confidence. Please visit Madison's Closet to learn more about receiving or donating clothing.

    July 11, 2017

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