Every Year

It begins without fail, October 28, our due date as the day passes by my mind replays the memories from years ago that lead up to the moment I became a mother to a sweet blonde boy with wings, a mother to an angel.

By now, 11:30pm I would have just pressed publish on a quick journal entry I wrote as a wave of gratitude washed over me. My due date was passing by quickly and I knew sometime soon we would get to hold and meet the little boy who made me mom. I felt so lucky, so blessed that we got so far, that he was healthy and that we would have our son.

I had no idea just hours later I would wake up in severe pain and soon hear the worst words a parent could hear.

October 29,2008 my world was changed forever.

xo, Anne