Just the other day I was listening to my Pandora station and a song by Kenny Chesney came on then I felt tears welling up in my eyes. I had heard it many times before but now it had more meaning to me. With the exception of a few words in the first verse about a smile and laughin' (because I never got to see or hear them from Sofia) this could have been written by me.
I picture myself at 70 years old, sitting in a rocking chair looking out at the mountains and singing this song. I have read countless stories of other women who have lost their babies and they go their entire lives thinking of their lost child. Life goes on, things change, distractions and time ease the pain, more children may bring happiness, but the sadness and longing to hold that baby will never - ever go away.