Again, I shake my fists at the heavens, I smash things in my head, I yell and kick and cry and sob at the unfairness of all of this. I've had a lump in my throat all day since I heard about Auggie, and when I finally came home from work tonight I burst into tears while telling E about this horrible loss. Just last weekend, I burst into tears telling him about another dear friend who was in L&D with a baby that would never come home with her.
It will never make sense, no matter how many of these stories I hear.
I miss Otis with a fierce sadness every day. As I put Owen down to bed each night, I stare at his brother's picture, and wish that they both could be here with us.
For Auggie and Jill, for Gavin and Jen, for all the mamas missing their babies tonight: