I AM 1 IN 4

Tonight I cry over the baby I never met that I miscarried 8 years ago on this day. 8 years later my heart feels heavy with loss and disappointment when I think of how amazing it would be to have three children running in my house, calling my name, becoming their own unique people. I feel so blessed to get to hear one of them call for me throughout my day,  and treasure the gift he is to me. But, days like today, I hear the echoes down the hall of the siblings my son will never know, and I ache for what could never be. It isnt every day my heart breaks, or I even think of the little ones I never met, but days like today I know that I will never forget.