One of the good things that has come out of my miscarriage has to do with Brother. I can't explain it so I'll just give a couple of examples.
A few days after we buried Mark, Brother expressed concern when the weather turned cold. He worried that Mark would be cold out there in the rosary garden (sob!). I explained that the box was lined and would keep him warm. Then I explained that Mark's body was there but that he (his soul) was really in heaven with God. This satisfied him.
Tonight, as I was looking through Brother's baptism photos (torturing myself along the way), Brother asked me, "Who feels sad about the baby?" His eyes filled with tears and he cried.
He feels and he can express it. He loved Mark Edward and misses him. We cried together.
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