This morning,
I’m feeling very blessed.

I’ve been carrying a heavy sadness
over the children I’ve lost.

That weight
has been with me,
pulling me low.

But today,
I’m choosing to sit
in the thankfulness
—the fullness—
of the blessing
I still have
in the children
who are here.

The ones
who struggle
every day
to care for me,
to show me love
even through their own hurt,
the hurt
I can’t always
nurture
or
soothe
right now.

I’m thankful.

Truly.

And I want to make it
my goal
to tell them that today
—to tell each one—
what I’m thinking
and feeling.

Because
how can they ever know
if I keep it to myself.

I also want
to start caring more
for their losses,
too.

Because it’s not just me…
we all feel
the missing pieces of family.

We all miss what’s gone.

But this morning,
I’m sitting with gratitude.

And I’m holding on to love.
—Reina Dee 🌿