A week of tears

This week is the week of the due date for our baby that never got to be due.

It is such a hard, messy, sad, horrible week.  It is a week of remembering.  It is a week of tears.  It is a week of love that is still there even after our baby is gone from this earth.  Love that will probably always be there.

It is a week of asking Why? Why? Why?  Of imagining a life that is so different to what is actually here.

And it's a week of realising just how empty a pair of arms can feel.
love B