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| Laughter fills the home where tears once fell freely. It bubbles out and cannot be contained or held back. Light now fills my soul where the stark depression once darkened. I remember the pain and the agony. It's a remembrance always. But HOPE now rules and a future seems promised. I try not to be overly excited, for I know all too well that the darkness and tears could return without warning. But I pray they stay away and let me be happy once again. 7/27/04 Scared to Hope yet can't help it. Cautiously optimistic Excited yet afraid. I want to believe we'll bring you home not put you in the earth beside your sister. So afraid to be happy don't want to jinx it, but want to plan and buy and prepare. Scared to hope... but can't stop myself. 7/27/04 A child grows under my heart filling the empty spot, where she once grew. The womb, once barren and despised and mad at, now houses another tiny life. She once lived there, moving and kicking and growing. Then she grew still and the darkness fell over our lives. It had been dark for so long, we wondered if we'd ever see the light again. Then, suddenly, like magic life started to grow where death once ruled. And now, feeling the new life, healing has begun, where anger was before. Hope fills the heart above the life-filled womb and we can't wait to meet this miracle baby who is surviving the darkness too. 7/27/04 |
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