Evening light of promise danced across the soft green hills and gracefully filled every dark shadow.
One song played on.
Grief but joy.
Quiet but laughter.
A missing place but her arms and womb full.
This was their story.
Not devoid of devastation but also not devoid of deeper roots causing stronger growth and something hard but beautiful
Their life and this life.
The life taken too soon and the life gifted to them to come.
Their kids…all four of them.
(Dress borrowed from The Client Wardrobe)