My first Bereaved Mother's Day.
My first year realizing this day even existed. My warmest and gentlest wishes to all of us who are here. I see you. I'm sorry I didn't know before. And no... I didn't do anything special today. But I did get to have a good hug and little cry with a woman at church this morning who was thinking about Maisie. 💕 That felt nice.
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