I was able to hold my daughter for a too-brief period of time after I delivered her. I remember the overwhelming feeling of love as I cradled her in my arms.
The moment too fleeting and without permanency, love still found a way into my heart.
However, grief found a way in that day, also, and has become an unfailing reminder of the love I cannot give.
In the year since I lost my daughter, I’ve learned that grief needs to be acknowledged.