I still sometimes dwell on the fact that I am in a way a mother of two, but the other ‘child’ is not known by anyone or acknowledged in any way, except by me, as my husband has now died.
Continue reading »
Shelley writes about the need for empathy, understanding and sensitive language.
Mona remembers the loss of her first baby, 41 years ago. Her story was first published on our Facebook group, and is shared here with permission.