To all my beloved mothers who do not hug their children:
I am so sad to celebrate this day with you. The mothers of miscarried babies are a lonely crowd, but we are just that – a crowd. Please know that you are not alone. I would love to be a Job’s friend to you and hold your hand while you sit in the dirt. Our babies are in heaven, and while we wait to hold them, we hold each other. Even though the world cannot see our children, we are mothers. We are mothers with empty arms. It’s not the same as your baby, but today I would like to fill your empty arms with my hug.
Jesus loves you, my friend. I love you. May our loving God bless you this Mother’s Day.