I have 9 brothers and sisters and love them all deeply.
I also had a little sister die of natural causes at 1 week old.
I grieve the loss of my sister, Monica that I never had the opportunity to love as my sister.
I miss the jokes, the escapades, the phone calls, sharing the memories, the growing up together.
I can’t imagine the loss of knowing that my Mom killed a sister or brother of mine.
Think of the stories your little sister will have for you (and the introductions she will be able to make) when you finally see her agian.
We lost five babies before our two sons blessed our home. Long ago, my husband and I made five little Christmas tree ornaments in the form of butterflies - one for each baby. When our sons were old enough, they were given the honor of putting the angel butterflies on the tree every Christmas. They always take it very seriously, and many times they've wondered what their brothers and sisters would have been like, and regretted not having a family with lots of siblings. They are now 14 and 12, and both consider abortion an unthinkable abomination. I hope they will not waver from that position as they navigate their way to full adulthoood.