First Evidence of Honoring our Grief

We Carried.

We Labored.

And We Delivered.

And although the outcome is not what we expected,

Kamaiu is still our baby.

Even though she’s not in our arms.

Even though our arms may be empty.

See us. Know that. Kamaiu, we carried.

Admittedly, we don’t want to be pulled in different directions in this linear world. We don’t want new careers to take us and fill our schedules. No new commutes…this New Us…We’d much rather spend each moment intentionally with each other, honoring her.

We want to honor her and what we created. Not a new schedule or a new busy.

We want to intentionally remember her each morning.

We Carried.

Written 10/10/19. The first documented processing of my grief. The only cadence of words my grief would allow ten days after the double transition of our first child. Recognizing, I am still her Mother. Realizing, we are still her parents. Respecting, she is ours and she was here.