He remembers, he hurts, he loves…

As I stood there in the church and stared into his eyes as we became one, I never imagined that within the year I would witness him bathe the lifeless, delicate body of our stillborn son.

Today I’m thinking of all the Dads out there and I would also like to honor my beautiful husband, Sam. He holds three daughters in his arms and one son in his heart.

Once he becomes a father, he will always be a father.

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