Luke 2: 13-20

8And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. 9An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. 10But the angel said to them, "Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. 11Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ[a] the Lord. 12This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger."

13Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying,
14"Glory to God in the highest,
and on earth peace to men on whom his favor rests."

15When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, "Let's go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about."

16So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger. 17When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, 18and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. 19But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. 20The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told.

THIS is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou
lovest best.
Night, sleep, and the stars.

I will always grieve to some extent for my lost children. I will always remember my babies and wish beyond wishes that I could smell their smell or hold their weight in my arms, raise them with their siblings, enjoy them with their grandparents...But as time goes on, this wishing will no longer deplete me of the will to live my own life.............but I will never forget. Losing a parent is losing your past but losing your child/ren is losing your future.

Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass, it is about learning to dance in the rain.

Jacqueline Kennedy

Jackie's first pregnancy ended in a stillborn daughter, her last pregnancy she delivered a boy about 6 weeks early, he died two days later, 3 and half months later her husband was shot to death in front of her. Who am I to complain?