Azoresgal~Life on an Island

My darling Emma, we love and miss you oh so very much! Happy Birthday sweet angel!

 "Men have forgotten this truth," said the fox. "But you must not forget it. You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. You are responsible for your rose..."       "I am responsible for my rose," the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember. a visit to the cemetery today, for Emma's birthday, it is so quiet up on the hillside, and the view is so peaceful..

My biggest fear, as time goes by, is that Emma will be forgotten. I can't even type that with out it grabbing a hold of my heart. I don't want to forget what she looked like, how beautiful she was, how perfect, how wanted.how loved.  But when you loose a child to stillbirth, you are left with very little keepsakes, things to help you remember them. These silent angels, leave footprints on our hearts, but no footprints on earth. I have boxes full of pre-school paintings, and school pictures, and mothers day gifts, and fathers day gifts, that belong to Sara, and Simon, and Tomas. They tell a story, their stories, of how they are growing up, how the are healthy and happy and alive ! With Emma, I have a little corner in my bedroom, with very few things that are hers, and others I have just bought, and some were gifts.  One of the hardest things, is not having an actual picture of her, at the time it wasn't  hospital practice to take pictures of the baby (sadly I think t...

All of these lines across my face Tell you the story of who I am So many stories of where I've been And how I got to where I am..... Stories, we all have them.  Happy ones, sad ones. Some of us are willing to tell our story, while others, perhaps need a bit more time to tell theirs. In the end, what counts, is that we are not defined by our stories, but that they are used to grow and learn from. And like any other story, found in a book, you can open and close that book, anytime you like. To read, in little bits, or perhaps, just to place upon a shelf, and save it, as a keepsake. xo, Diana