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Just Those Few Weeks
Susan Erling


For those few weeks--
I had you to myself.
And that seems too short a time
to be changed so profoundly.


In those few weeks--
I came to know you...
and to love you.
You came to trust me with your life.
Oh, what a life I had planned for you!


Just those few weeks--
When I lost you.
I lost a lifetime of hopes,
plans, dreams and aspirations...
A slice of my future simply vanished overnight.


Just those few weeks--
It wasn't enough to convince others
how special and important you were.
How odd, a truly unique person has recently died
and no one is mourning the passing.


Just a mere few weeks--
And no "normal" person would cry all night
over a tiny, unfinished baby,
or get depressed and withdraw day after endless day.
No one would, so why am I?


You were those few weeks my little one
you darted in and out of my life too quickly.
But it seems that's all the time you needed
to make my life so much richer
and give me a small glimpse of eternity.

Journaling Reads:
The day I found out I was pregnant I could hardly contain my excitement. After more than a year of trying, we had become discouraged, thinking that perhaps we'd never conceive again. When I saw the second line on the pregnancy test I ran to the living room, fell on my knees and thanked God, praising His name through my tears. Would we finally be able to have the baby we'd been so earnestly praying for? Although TJ and I tried to keep the pregnancy a secret, word soon got out, and at 6 weeks our closest friends and family knew. Everyone was thrilled for us, but no one could have been as pleased as I was. I thought of the baby constantly, praying everyday that she would stay healthy. When I reached the 7 week mark, I finally began to relax and truly believed this baby was going to make it. To my dismay, that very day, things took a turn for the worst. I spent the evening in the ER with cramping and bleeding. After hours of worry, pain, and fear, I was finally sent home with little hope. We lost our baby girl at 1:00 that night. Once again, I helplessly watched as my dreams were shattered. Although I will never have the chance to rock this little baby to sleep or delight in her precious smile, I know that someday I will be reunited with her up in heaven.


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