Fairy Tales
9:16 amThe little princess sleeps.
She is delicate, porcelain.
Rosy cheeks,
Icy fingers.
Tiny toes wrapped in cashmere.
Silver grey bonnet worn like a pixie.
The dove from her gown takes flight.
The king and queen stand by.
The candlelight flickers.
Hand in hand.
Despair.
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Sometimes it seems Florence is a character in a fairy tale. The beautiful perfect little girl with the prettiest name. She belongs in a land of magic, of dragons, and goblins and fairies dancing in the flowers.A land with happy endings.
The truth is far more brutal, stark and terrifying.
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Thinking of you and sending hugs. Hope you are sleeping ok and the nausea has settled.
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Beautiful, simply beautiful .. x
ReplyDeletesuch pure beauty and pure emotion. Thank you for feeling safe to share your beautiful feelings in this space.
ReplyDeleteSending love and light.
That's so beautifully written. And what a wonderful world for Florence to be in.
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The truth IS indeed so much more brutal for us, their parents. I hope, that whatever our babies are experiencing now, it is as exquisite as you describe. It will never make it okay or right that Emma is not in my arms but I have to believe that somewhere she is happy.
ReplyDeleteI think that is a beautiful way to think of Florence. Beautifully written! xo
ReplyDeletethis post brought such tears to my eyes.
ReplyDeleteso beautiful xxx
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