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For invisible mothers on Mother's Day

3/10/2013

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My dear friend, I think of you especially today.
I honour you as a mother, 
even though your baby is not with you.
I remember your baby though I never met her.
I honour all the love you feel for her though she was gone too soon.
There are many who will not acknowledge you today.
I will not be one of them.
I know the depth and strength of your love for your baby.
I know that your baby is still in your heart,
and will always be.
My love goes out to you, 
wherever you are in this world.
You and I are not alone,
as we sit with that empty space at the table.
I close my eyes and reach out to hold your hand.
The road we walk is a lonely one, 
but we are not alone.
We have each other.
And we also have our babies, 
heart of our heart,
part of who we are and what we have become.
So I honour you today,
my friend and beautiful, loving mother.
Martine
Read more here
And the tears came
Letting go is hard
Letting in the light after Babyloss




12 Comments
marie
3/10/2013 05:56:12 am

Oh Martine, this feels like a gift to me today - thank you xxx

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Martine Brennan link
3/10/2013 09:12:41 am

It comes from my heart straight to yours...Mxx

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Nancy's Point link
3/10/2013 08:20:03 am

I am speechless. This is utterly beautiful.

I will not be "one of them" either. Thank you for writing this.

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Martine Brennan link
3/10/2013 09:16:40 am

Nancy, your words mean so much to me. Mx

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Mairead link
3/12/2013 05:01:32 am

Beautifully said Martine. Thank you for such loving and encouraging words.

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Martine Brennan link
3/16/2013 06:46:14 am

Big hugsxx

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Gina Harris Rampy link
5/12/2013 08:58:23 pm

Thank you !! <3

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Martine Brennan link
5/13/2013 04:03:13 am

Big hugs to you Gina. People have been commenting on FB and I have begun writing what might turn into a series of blogs. Have you read http://www.martinebrennan.com/4/post/2013/05/when-letting-go-is-hard.html and
And the tears came
Thinking of you Mx

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Kim
5/14/2013 06:10:41 pm

Just beautiful! Thank you. x

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Martine Brennan link
5/15/2013 02:26:42 am

Walking alongside you Kim. Mxx

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Beth Gainer link
4/4/2014 11:04:50 pm

Wow, Marine. What a beautiful, powerful poem.

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Martine Brennan link
4/7/2014 05:49:00 am

I guess the feelings are powerful too Beth. This year is the tenth anniversary of Hannah's birth and death. This is what this year feels like
http://www.martinebrennan.com/4/post/2014/03/ten-long-short-years.html
Thinking of you Beth..and thank you. Mx

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