Recently very close friends of mine lost their perfect daughter, Gia. 10 perfect fingers, 10 perfect toes. Gone at 21 weeks. I have been crying for them for days. I hate that they know the pain many of us reading this post know. It’s unfair. I don’t want them to understand how we feel. They are an amazing and strong couple. They were there for me like no other when my girls died. They came to the funerals, called me, cried with me.
Why? Why them? I just pray that they are blessed with a rainbow. No, it won’t take the pain away and it won’t make things better, The rainbow won’t replace baby Gia, but this rainbow will make her a big sister.