Yesterday was National Pregnancy and Infant Loss Day. I didn't find that out until well into the afternoon. It makes me sad that the day that is meant to honour our lost children isn't really talked about.
Much like the loss itself.
I discovered that there would be a candle lighting close to where I live, so the kids and I went.
I lit a candle and cried for my son. And for all the little lives taken too soon.
Every cry is a song
Every song is a prayer
And our prayers must be heard
Fill the air