Miss you little boy. Night night. Wait for me.
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Miss you little boy. Night night. Wait for me.
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Oh Merry. It’s the middle of the afternoon here, but Freddie’s luminary is lit and I am thinking of you and all your chicks.
X from me
Oh, Merry.
I’m thinking of you and Freddie today, all my love.
Sending love and thoughts of your beautiful Freddie.
I just read your comment on my gallery today, and came back to say thanks, so brave of you. I’m glad I came back when I did, and saw this picture. It feels so peaceful. Thinking of you.
You are all so much in my thoughts.
With love Merry….
Love to you and Freddie.
xo
Thinking of you and Freddie and sending lots of love. xx
I’ve been thinking of you and your Freddie all day today. I don’t really know what to say, other than that I am still here reading and thinking of your little boy x
I ask my Xavier every night to wait for me.
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Just a quick thank you to everyone who looked, remembered, thought of us, commented, lit candles, sent love, and more. And particularly to the other Baby Lost Mums who took time from their own sadness to give me a little strength of theirs.
(((hugs)) xxx
Oh honey. It just doesn’t seem to get any easier, does it? People think we must be getting over it, but the reality is just that we’re getting better at hiding it. xxx
I was thinking this just the other day. I’ve become adept at saying the words and covering the wobble in my voice, I know how to cry without noise and let my eyes fill up with all the tears in one go and then squeeze them out in one, non face changing, tear. But it isn’t getting better. I’m just getting used to knowing it.
With so much love.