Autumn is my spring, a time of rebirth. Like an ocean wave, all those beautiful colors conjure up the memories of him, and he was the one who taught me so much about life.
He taught me that no matter what I go through, I can survive, physically and emotionally.
He taught me about inner strength and peace.
He gave me the most blissful memories and the saddest ones.
He taught me how fragile life is.
He showed me how my co-workers could behave like a family to me.
He made me a mother for the first time.
He only lived nine months inside my body but he taught me not to judge other peoples' pain. He taught me about compassion.
If you've never been inside the body and mind of a woman who was pregnant for nine months and then lost her baby, don't tell her how she has to feel or what she has to do.
If you come across a woman who lost her baby, don't tell her that she can have another one. Babies are not objects to be replaced.
He was my son and he was gone too soon, but he taught me so much about life...
I don't have the answers to all the questions, but I can say that autumn is my spring.
