Dark Days of March

I fainted that day.

There was a swirl of helping hands and muffled words. The path had been laid, and I was on my way.

And, step after step, the edge was nearing. Laying on my side, with legs higher and higher raised, the anxiety elevated.

The screen was empty. The nurse silent. The doctor called.

And the panic arrived.

As soon as she was here, it was fleeting and lost.

There would be no joy in September. And March would always be dark.


6 responses to “Dark Days of March

  1. Hi I am stopping by from the HHP. My heart breaks as I read your words, you see I haven’t lost a child in my womb, but we have had 3 children taken from our home whom we were under the impression we were going to adopt. Not the same, I know, however the love God had given me for those children was deep. It was painful. It hurt as I am sure you hurt. May you find peace and comfort in knowing your little one rests in the arms of God.

  2. Angie Aguillard

    My darling Holly…as I read this post I was taken back to a dark day in June of 1984 — June 6 to be exact — the day our angel, Katie, went home. But then, just a couple weeks later, another angel was born to us — that angel was you!! Sending you hugs and kisses!!

  3. I’m so sorry. I pray that the Lord comforts you only like He can.

    Praying for you,

  4. Ladies,
    Thank you all for your kind words. Today marks the 8th year without our little one. March is always a hard month, but I do know that one day we will meet again…

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  6. **love to all*

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