As I reflect back on this Easter, I realize this was the first holiday Maisie truly missed out on. Yes, she was gone last Christmas, but at that point I was still so numb and the hurt was still so raw.... and she was still supposed to be in the womb. She wasn’t with us at Valentines Day, but to me this is just a Hallmark holiday & Maisie was supposed to arrive four days after Valentine’s Day. So now here we were this Easter, the first holiday she would’ve truly celebrated in our arms. And my arms were left aching for her.
As I got dressed that morning I put back on my cross ✝️ necklace with tiny pearls (Maisie’s name means pearl), of course I have my ring, and I also chose to put in earrings a neighbor gave me that represent babies gone too soon. I couldn’t bring Maisie with me to the celebration of Jesus’ resurrection, but I tried to keep her memory near. Though none of that was nearly enough. In hindsight too, I feel I should have brought my Maisie bear along with us for the day. I should have got a picture with the bear and the kids too! I could have held the bear in this pic with my kids. Why isn’t Maisie in this picture of me with my children? Not even just the bear representation... but actually my child. I wish I was holding my baby in this picture too. I should have been holding Maisie here. 💕
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