AnaheimGirl
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I'm a little late on this, but I love this poem, and wanted to post it on my daughter's birthday.
It's my child's birthday
He just went dashing by
His eyes are sparkling with the excitement meant only for today.
Presents, kisses, hugs, cake, ice cream
It all seems so natural.
It's a day of looking back and looking forward.
It's my child's birthday
But there is something different happening inside me.
This should be a day of complete joy
A day for Thanksgiving
But in the midst of all this excitement
I pause, because my thoughts are about someone else for a time.
It's my child's birthday
I have no memories of his life growing inside me and fighting to be released.
Another someone was there
Another someone suffered for my joy.
It's my child's birthday
But someone, somewhere, is feeling emptiness inside.
I'm sure she is wondering
Who he looks like
If he is big or small.
Wondering if he laughs much.
It's my child's birthday
And in the midst of this blessed day that was given to me
I have a prayer.
Oh God, that I may never forget that someone suffered so much
to give life to my child.
That someone loved my child so very much that she gave him the right to live.
May I never forget for a moment and especially now, today,
to offer a prayer of thanks
for that someone
and that you, dear God, will always be there for that someone
to help her through the hurts she will have
when she stops to think
that today is "my child's birthday."
~~Author unknown
Aggie again... Is anyone else crying like a baby right now?
It's my child's birthday
He just went dashing by
His eyes are sparkling with the excitement meant only for today.
Presents, kisses, hugs, cake, ice cream
It all seems so natural.
It's a day of looking back and looking forward.
It's my child's birthday
But there is something different happening inside me.
This should be a day of complete joy
A day for Thanksgiving
But in the midst of all this excitement
I pause, because my thoughts are about someone else for a time.
It's my child's birthday
I have no memories of his life growing inside me and fighting to be released.
Another someone was there
Another someone suffered for my joy.
It's my child's birthday
But someone, somewhere, is feeling emptiness inside.
I'm sure she is wondering
Who he looks like
If he is big or small.
Wondering if he laughs much.
It's my child's birthday
And in the midst of this blessed day that was given to me
I have a prayer.
Oh God, that I may never forget that someone suffered so much
to give life to my child.
That someone loved my child so very much that she gave him the right to live.
May I never forget for a moment and especially now, today,
to offer a prayer of thanks
for that someone
and that you, dear God, will always be there for that someone
to help her through the hurts she will have
when she stops to think
that today is "my child's birthday."
~~Author unknown
Aggie again... Is anyone else crying like a baby right now?