Too many taken too soon

Loss has been a constant companion to me for 48 of my 50 years alive. I miss the mum I never knew more each year, my doting granda who followed his daughter so soon, my dad that died 4 years later. The grandma and uncle that held me together in my adult years making me feel normal and like I had family. I’m blessed with a husband and a son but I don’t forget the 2 children that never made it to this world. Thinking of you all today and everyone else who has posted, you’re not alone 💛