Date Posted:21:42:39 05/13/05 Fri Author:Stella Subject: Christine
It's been fifteen years since she died in utero in the eighth month. Nobody remembers; nobody talks about it. I almost forget, and then my body remembers. I start to go into a depression and at first I don't know what it's about. Then it hits me: it's May, almost the 16th. I don't know the exact day she died, just that they took her from me on the 16th. It still haunts me to think she died inside of me, the one place she should have been safe.
It's been fifteen years...and suddenly I'm crying my eyes out. Thank you for this website. I wanted to cry but my eyes felt frozen until right now. Thank you again. This moment is a gift from God, who I know, also cried with me. However, I do know for certain that this child was born in heaven and one day I will see her and hold her.