This morning when I wrote the last blog post I felt fairly peaceful. The tears started a couple hours later when I was out running errands and didn't want to stop. So go the waves of grief.
Today is a special but very painful day. It's not a day Paul and I ever would have known about if we weren't part of this sucky babyloss club. We'd never know that all around the world, mommies and daddies, grandparents, siblings and friends of babies lost to miscarriage, stillbirth or infant death are honored tonight with a wave of candle lighting from one side of the globe to the other. Our government, and the governments of Canada and the parts of the United Kingdom, chose to honor this day formally in support of all of us who have lost our precious children.
Tonight Paul and I will light a candle from 7-8 p.m. to honor our precious daughter and son. We're also sending blessings up to my dear friend Jo's lost twin, and to our lost niece or nephew, and Addison Eloise, and Makenzie Marie, and Evelyn Juliet, and Lainey Grace, and so many other tiny souls.
If you're able, please do the same...light a candle from 7-8 p.m. in your own time zone. When you blow it out, know that thousands of candles are being lit just then in the next time zone to the west. Candles all around the world have been burning brightly and fiercely on this day.
Baby Girl and Baby Boy, Mommy and Daddy love you and miss you so much!