by Kimberly Amici
It was the middle of the afternoon when I received the call. The voice on the other end was my best friend. A girl I’ve known since kindergarten, the one who had been through thick and thin with me. The one who was about to walk yet another journey with me. She sounded calm as she said, “Did you hear what happened?”
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by Elizabeth Myer
The sound of the heartbeat monitor made a slow decent into a flat line…My heart knew before I heard the final beep, that he was gone. It's been almost eight years since I last held my sweet laughing baby boy in my arms. Eight years of aching to hold him. Eights years of knowing my life will never be the same. Eight years of being gloriously ruined. As a young wife and mother, just barely 22, I was planning my child's funeral.
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