What are you looking for?
Featured Topics
Select a topic to start reading.
There were many things that I wanted to be as a child, but the one thing I wanted to be most of all was a father. I thought I would be a good father, and there were so many things I couldn't wait to show my child and watch the delight on his or her face.
Today, I got to be a father. For a few minutes, my far too prematurely born son drew his first breath, and then breathed his last. There is no more hope and joy, no more dreams and plans for the future. Just the lonely emptiness of a broken heart.
If you see a comment that is unsupportive or unfriendly, please report it using the flag button.
More Posts
-
Our sweet little one
Part 2: My miscarriage journey Dec 2nd 2021- it was a big day we had appointment with doc to see the baby growth and heartbeat. That day I was having a bad...
-
Our sweet little one
Part 1: This is about my miscarriage journey. This happened in dec 2021 almost 1.2years ago. I feel I am still stuck in the same day when I heard that there is...
There is still time to have more children if you think it is alright for them to grow up in the world the way it is.
ReplyYour son will always be with you, don't you ever forget that. It may not feel like it, but he'll always be there.🤍
Reply