... my dead child... Sometimes I fall into the trap of what I believe other people must be thinking when reading my posts and ask myself this Q. Today I came across this song and something in me happened. I remembered why. And it touched me deeply. I actually cried just now as I was watching the 'only few' pictures we have from A'Mya.And I realised: Grief doesn't have to be 'fresh' to be felt Remembering matters because it is the only time we have with them This is the time when I mother my daughter A'Mya The only place she lives is in my heart and in my memory. By sharing her with you I keep myself sane and authentic And if this - by any chance - triggers you It is not because of my sharing or because of me 'still talking about her' It is because something in you is touched and this feels uncomfortable Because truly - you can imagine losing a child even if you say 'I can't imagine what you went through' you could - if you'd so choose to - but you'd rather not meet that pain and anguish that deep inside you, you know Because let's face it: Loss is inevitable Grief is a given you are human and bound to experience this On the other side of birth is death On the other side of a hello is a goodbye Embrace it, lean into it Grief is Love
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