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Living after child loss

Posted on April 07 2017

Living after child loss
What is the closest thing to Hell on Earth? I can say without a doubt in my mind it's that of loosing your child. And then living everyday without that child. My name is Angela and my husband and I have had 2 miscarriages and a stillbirth of our daughter Adalyn (she was a twin). And the pain from these losses have been undescribable, its a sharp intense pain that comes from deep inside your soul. Its suffocating, and an unimaginable emptiness and guilt that will make you question everything. What if this and what if that, did I do this should I have done that. It will literally drive you crazy. I have 3 beautiful living children but my heart and arms long for my angels. I have to go about everyday wandering what milestones my angels would be hitting, how would their personalities be. I watch my survivor twin grow and I worry about how she will grow up without her sister. Her identical sister. I see her everytime I look at her, wonder if they would try the switching game on us as they got older. I realize everyday I never got to see their eyes open. Ill never watch them breathe as they sleep. No artwork on my fridge, no prom or wedding day. My heart breaks. So with the anniversary of Adalyn's angel birth I started this fundraiser to tell other grieving parents they are not alone. To remind them to be strong. To be brave. To fight for their angels, be their voice and let their memories live on. No parent should ever have to face what we go through.
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  • Lynn Gilmette: February 27, 2018

    I too have lost an infant. My daughter, Julie Ann, was born and lived for 10 days. Yes, surviving that has been the hardest thing I have ever been through. It’s been 40 years, but the pain never goes away!