I'll never forget receiving the news about the death of Baby Jude. I learned of his presence and departure in the same email. The grief was enormous and it shook me. We came up with the idea of a virtual garden as a place of remembrance...Jude is now joined in the garden by his brother Gabriel, who was added only last month.

God sees what I cannot. Nothing is hidden from Him. Every beginning rests in His hands. I do not need perfect clarity to trust Him. The Church does not ask me to count my losses. She asks me to entrust everything to God's mercy. That includes my confusion. That includes the moments I was afraid to love too soon.

The love didn't begin with those pink lines, and it didn't end when the heartbeat stopped. This loss impacts us on a level that is at once spiritual, emotional, neurological and physical...Healing is not about "moving on from the loss", but rather moving on with the love you have for your child...Grief lingers because love came first, and that love never truly leaves us.