Stop the Rain
Incredibly poignant.
Originally posted on Laura A. Lord:
It is two weeks from the anniversary of the day I lost you and I have been so completely swallowed up in the excitement of new life that I have not thought of you in months. I have pushed back the brief memory – static images in grey scale on a monitor, the thump, thump, thump of a tiny heartbeat.
These fourteen days will be filled with sleep-over birthday parties and Thanksgiving meals. They will be a bustle of last minute Christmas shopping and decorating and wrapping and hiding and excitement and frustration. For you see, your brother is due soon and we are all in some sort of limbo state: in one way waiting, in one way actively working to be as ready as possible. Is one ever, truly, ready?
It is only 336 hours away, but I feel the tightening in my chest. I dreamed of you…
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