New dawn — stillbirth — still breathing

Waking With the Dawn

Where are you, my love? I cannot find you. Cannot feel you. You have left me. You are gone. Your life, departed from mine. A year ago yesterday, we had one another. One last day. Together.

PTSD, Losing control, grief, Life after loss, Searching, Stillbirth, Bereaved Mother, Trauma, Love, StillbornEmma JamesMay 22, 2018grief, Stillbirth, longingheart, New dawn, One year, Bereaved Mother, SunriseComment