I was blessed enough to create a life. It was only a few days old when I lost it.
I know this. Not for sure. But, I know.
I spoke with Him. Through the darkness. I explained. I was not in the position to birth this life into this world.
Not then, anyway.
He listened to me. Every word. I know it.
He understood that I had made a mistake.
He listened when I asked Him to deliver the soul to where it had come.
He listened when I asked Him to return it back to me, when I was ready.
And that I would be able to take better care of it then.
I hope my child can forgive me.
But if it weren’t meant to be this way – God would not have listened.
I feel blessed my child
I hope we can meet again – one day