Eighteen years ago I carried you for a moment. Made with love, we wondered what you would be when we got to meet you, what it would feel like to hold you in our arms. We excitedly told family and friends we were expecting. I saw the most precious onesie on a hanger and bought it for you. Long sleeves and white with a brown teddy bear on the chest, I breathed in that new clothes smell and imagined dressing you in it for the first time. The idea of you was lost just as quickly as the idea of … Continue reading I Carried You for Just a Moment but My Love Goes on Forever