...my baby was due. The baby that I never got to meet. The baby that grew inside me for such a brief time, yet whose presence filled a void I had not noticed forming, and re-awakened a longing for life that had long been subdued.
A baby who departed at only 12 weeks gestation in the early days of August 2008.
A baby who, I pray, I may meet in the hereafter.
You are remembered, little one... I will love you forever.
'Verily, with hardship there is relief'... (Quran, 94:6)
And then we were blessed with Jacob. 6 months later, we learnt of his existence, and almost a year to the day from our angel's passing, we welcomed him into our lives, alhamdulilah. I thank God everyday for the blessing that he is.
The pain of loss carves wounds that only love can mend. In its place reside the scars, to remind us.
This post is in memory of you, little one.
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A baby who departed at only 12 weeks gestation in the early days of August 2008.
A baby who, I pray, I may meet in the hereafter.
You are remembered, little one... I will love you forever.
'Verily, with hardship there is relief'... (Quran, 94:6)
And then we were blessed with Jacob. 6 months later, we learnt of his existence, and almost a year to the day from our angel's passing, we welcomed him into our lives, alhamdulilah. I thank God everyday for the blessing that he is.
The pain of loss carves wounds that only love can mend. In its place reside the scars, to remind us.
This post is in memory of you, little one.
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