This was my first bad dream I had just 2 nights back from hospital. This was still before the funeral/burial had happened.
I was at the cemetery where we had got our plots and would be burying Maisie in a few days. I was trying to make sure Maisie’s face was covered as she was in an open casket outside. I wanted to protect her face & integrity since she didn’t look as beautiful as she once had as time went on... Then when I looked down at her she was alive and beautiful! And I scooped her up and ran to Ryan and said, “She’s alive!!” And as I looked down at her again, holding her out to show Ryan, she changed. Now I looked down & she looked just like how she did right when she came out. So lifeless. So dead. The complete opposition of what that moment of birth should be.
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