Mourning

I remember the first time I felt my son move. Despite the morning sickness, despite the stick confirming his presence, the flutters of life inside my womb sent a wave of peace over me that only a mother knows.

via queenofspainblog.com

My heart goes out to Erin aka Queen of Spain. Her blog post wrenches my insides but for reasons that may be different than for you, and I will blog about that in the near future. But stop by her blog, give her your support. She's an awesome and strong woman in every sense of the word.

Read Erin's post about mourning.