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To the Child I Never Got to Hold: A Letter from My Heart

 

My Dearest Little One,


As I sit to write you this letter, words escape me, not because I have nothing to say, but because no words can fully capture the depth of love, the pang of loss, and the flicker of hope that your brief presence in my life has ignited. You were a dream, a whisper of life that came softly and left too swiftly, like a delicate dawn that never turned to day.

 

From the moment I knew of your existence, you were loved beyond measure. I envisioned our journey together, the first time I would hold you, the warmth of your tiny body against mine, the sweet scent of your hair, the gentle touch of your tiny fingers. But those dreams were not to be, and I'm left holding a love so vast for someone I never got to hold.

 

In the Midst of Sorrow, Love Endures

The image features a watercolor illustration of a woman in profile, gently cradling her pregnant belly with both hands. She has long, flowing dark hair, and is wearing a soft pink dress that accentuates her pregnancy. Her eyes are closed, and there is a peaceful, contemplative expression on her face. Above her, in elegant, capitalized font, is the text "A LETTER TO THE CHILD I NEVER GOT TO HOLD". The background is light, with subtle floral elements and soft abstract shapes in pastel colors, contributing to a tender and reflective atmosphere.

 

In the quiet moments, I've wrestled with questions that have no answers, and I've felt the weight of your absence in every corner of my heart. Yet, in the midst of this deep sorrow, I've discovered an unbreakable bond of love that connects us, transcending time and space, a bond not even loss can sever.

 

I've come to realize that you, my precious child, though never held in my arms, will forever be cradled in my heart. You've taught me the undeniable truth that love is not measured by the time we spend with someone but by the space they occupy in our hearts. And you, my dear one, have left an indelible mark on mine.

 

A Glimpse of Heaven

 

In my darkest hours, my faith has been both a question and an answer. I've cried out to God in my pain, and in His infinite love and wisdom, He has gently reminded me that you are safe in His arms, in a place where joy is endless and pain is no more. This assurance brings me a peace that is hard to describe—a peace that whispers that our separation is but temporary, a pause in an eternal melody.

 

I find solace in the hope of heaven, in the promise that one day I will hold you, not just in my heart, but in my arms. Until that day, I imagine you in the company of angels, cradled in the light of God's love, surrounded by the beauty and wonder of His creation.

 

A Legacy of Love

 

Though your time with me was brief, the love you've sparked is eternal. It's a love that compels me to reach out to others who've known this unique sorrow, to share the story of the child I never got to hold but will always love. In this way, your legacy is one of love, a love that grows and reaches far beyond the confines of my own heart.

 

Your life, brief as it was, has forever changed me. It has deepened my capacity for love, expanded my understanding of faith, and drawn me closer to the heart of God. You've taught me that every life, no matter how fleeting, is a precious gift, a sacred whisper of God's love and creativity.

 

Until We Meet Again

 

So, my little one, until we meet in the presence of our Heavenly Father, know that you are loved beyond measure, missed beyond words, and remembered with every beat of my heart. You are a cherished part of our family, a precious soul who, though never held in my arms, will forever be held in my love.

 

With all the love a heart can hold,

 

Your Mom




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Mar 10
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I can’t wait to meet our three children in heaven!

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