My Children Weren’t “Just Miscarriages”

My Children Weren’t “Just Miscarriages”

“How many children do you have (if any)?” I stared at the questionnaire as my husband wrote “none”. We glanced sadly at each other before finishing the remainder of the form. How are we supposed to answer that? Guilt overwhelmed me as that single, awful word “none”...
Imprinted in My Heart

Imprinted in My Heart

This week we are sharing a poem with you. It’s a poem that has caused many tears. My amazing sister wrote it so we could give it to those who are receiving our Angel Gowns. She said as she wrote it, tears just fell, and as I read it, tears fell. Neither of us...
For Babies That Never Get to Go Home

For Babies That Never Get to Go Home

“I used to change your diapers,” said the stranger to me as I walked up the sidewalk towards the church. It was my first day at a new congregation and since I had never been there before, I was pretty sure the woman was talking to someone else. I looked around and she...