Photographs, like memories, bring sadness as well as joy. How can it be that the very things that bring such comfort also cause so much pain? To love so deeply and not be able to reach out and hold the one you love so much, is torture. Yet, had I known, still I would have gladly chosen the pain over not having ever had the chance to love that child so completely.
Originally posted December 13, 2009
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