Kevin called me at work today.
"I'm sorry to tell you this while you are at work..."
These conversations never end well.
And so started the beginning of such sad news, the death of my dearest friend's unborn baby.
I think of her, the sister of my heart, and my heart is breaking for her.
This occurs more often than anybody likes to think about, but it always pops into mind when people assume that my job is sunshine and frosting all the time.
Sometimes it's chromosomal. Sometimes it's a placenta or cord that just wasn't working right. Sometimes we just don't know.
This grief is horrible. Lonely. And the impossibility of avoiding pregnant bellies and newborn babies makes recovery a difficult journey.
My sweet friend, you are so very loved. You were such a good mom to that little baby, who knew nothing but your love for an entire short life.
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