I knew you were there long before that test showed a positive result. In fact, days — even a week — before I picked up the stick, I felt you. I recognized the little twinges in my belly, the butterflies, the soreness in my breasts, and the faint morning nausea. It was a feeling that I can’t quite articulate, except to say that something felt “off,” and I knew you were with me, and I adored you. You were loved.
Though your stay was brief, you quickly became part of our family. For that short time, you brought us immense joy and made us a family of four. I wish you could have stayed longer. I wish my body hadn’t let you down. I mourn the future I envisioned for you in that fleeting moment. But I’m grateful I knew you, if only for a heartbeat. I will carry your memory with me always.