I know you don't know me well, but I started to get to know you. The comfort of your warm womb. The steady and ever so reassuring rythm of your sweet heart. Your warm, nourishing life flowing through me. I want to let you know how very much I miss our short time together.
Mommy, I'm so sorry I made you feel bad, or frightened or hurt. I wanted to be a good baby. I really did. During my short time with you I slept so much and my dreams were filled with such wonderful and beautiful images of us together as a family. You holding me in your arms. Watching me grow. Keeping me safe. Teaching me love. But I don't know what I did to make you send me away. I wish I could ask you Mommy. Why?
Mommy, I wish I could have told you that I really wanted to live and that I didn't want to die. How much I loved you and needed you and how much I really, really wanted to make you happy with me. If I could try again, I promise I would do better.
While me and the other babies all wait here, some of the other babies try to tell me that it wasn't my fault. They say that someone else, some stranger who didn't know me or you, told you that I wasn't real. That I wasn't a person like you. But I was. It hurt, Mommy. It hurt.
Love, Baby
Mommy, I'm so sorry I made you feel bad, or frightened or hurt. I wanted to be a good baby. I really did. During my short time with you I slept so much and my dreams were filled with such wonderful and beautiful images of us together as a family. You holding me in your arms. Watching me grow. Keeping me safe. Teaching me love. But I don't know what I did to make you send me away. I wish I could ask you Mommy. Why?
Mommy, I wish I could have told you that I really wanted to live and that I didn't want to die. How much I loved you and needed you and how much I really, really wanted to make you happy with me. If I could try again, I promise I would do better.
While me and the other babies all wait here, some of the other babies try to tell me that it wasn't my fault. They say that someone else, some stranger who didn't know me or you, told you that I wasn't real. That I wasn't a person like you. But I was. It hurt, Mommy. It hurt.
Love, Baby
