Tears. Silence. That's what my life has been like lately. No tiny baby to be getting ready for. No Damian to blow up my phone. I miss them both so much. How do you get over this? You don't. Being quarantined while there are so many things going on in my world is hard. I'm going to try and write at least once a week but there are no promises. My El is happy now, getting to be a little baby up in heaven with no worries at all. Damian gets to fish and hunt, play football and wrestle, and most importantly watch over his family and friends. Damian's funeral was beautiful. So many people gathered to celebrate him even while we are in a global pandemic. If you have any songs you would like to reccomend about losing someone please comment or DM me. I am writing this with one hand as a dog is asleep on my other. Sorry if there are any typos in this part of the story. How are you guys? How is quarantine going?
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Missing Your Miscarriage
Non-FictionTW: This is the story of how I am coping with the loss of my beautiful Ellington Rae. I am sharing my story to spread awareness that this could happen to anyone, anywhere. I hope you take the time to read this and I hope I can help you find some pea...
