To the One Who’ll Never Read This - Dear child.

Dear child,

Your mum and I could not wait to meet you.

Just like your older sister came into the world screaming, bringing us to joyful tears, we were anticipating your loud and triumphant entry from your warm fluid world into our cold hard world.

We anticipated your warm hugs, the cries of hunger, and the soft noises of a sleeping baby.

We were rejoicing in your life growing in your mummy's tummy and we regularly dreamed of what will be... But, that was never to be.

Before you were even big enough to make your presence known, God took you home.

The doctor said that sometimes God does a mercy, and takes the child before they can be born, and that you may have suffered more than most, it's possible you would have had birth defects, but I don't know... My heart still broke, and so did your mum's.

You never had a chance to feel all the feelings this world has to offer. You never had a chance to meet your sisters. You never had a chance to cuddle your own children. And we never had a chance with you.

I know that you're in a better place, in a body that does not die. I know that you are living your best life in heaven with our Lord Jesus. But the hurt remains.

If I could tell you some things it would be these: We love you, even though we have never met you. We never forget you, even though sometimes you feel like a distant memory. Your three sisters are great, you would be proud of them all, and they ask us about you. We are proud of you, it's strange to feel that way. We can't wait to meet you when we finally finish our time on this earth.

I wonder what you look like, or who you look like? I wonder if you're my only son, or if you are another addition to my beautiful daughters? I wonder if you remember us? I wonder what you are doing?

Oh the impact you have made, without even trying.

God bless you my child.

All our love!!

See you soon.

Dad.

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