Heartbroken

I have met so many truly amazing, strong and inspiring women along this agonizing journey. Women who share the tragic bond of losing a child. Women who I feel such a strong connection to. Women who I would defend and support in an instant.

Many of these women are not "friends" I see on a daily basis. In fact, many of these women I have not met in person and yet I still consider them my soul sisters. We all have our own stories of loss. We all have our own struggles. We all try desperately to roll with the punches we are given....we all somehow continue to put one foot in front of the other.

With the Angel Wings Memorial Boutique I get many requests for Angel Wings. Many of the stories I read with tears streaming down my face. Tears for the parents. Tears for the babies gone too soon. Tears of understanding and tears of sheer horror when I realize just how many of us there are out there. Each story is unique. Each story is heartbreaking. Each story touches my soul. I am honoured to help comfort, but so terribly sad that this service is needed at all.

There is a very special person in my life who is suffering so much right now. She just keeps getting knocked down and it is getting so exhausting for her to continue to get back up. I feel for her. I feel her pain intensely and want so badly to help... to wave that magic wand and make good things happen for her. She deserves it. She more than deserves. It just hurts me so much to feel so helpless. I am trusting that she knows I am here for her - as much or as little as she wants me to be.

Love and positive thoughts are warmly welcomed.

xx