Maybe it was constant love I received from my husband who carried the same pain.
Family & friends brought meals and checked on me.
Neighbours & work colleges sent me flowers & cards.
My minister reassuring me our little girl was safe in the arms of Jesus.
They all supported me.
My life filled with love as I bore more children.
I was able to repair myself
I’m not the same
I hold the scars & pain, but I am strong.
I will never forget her
She will always be a part of me.