A lovely thing happened today and I just thought I would share it on this wet wednesday. While I was pregnant someone I know had a very traumatic abortion at 23 weeks. (Her scan had shown that the baby had a very severe and untreatable condition.) For the next year she was incredibly brave and was always very kind to anyone with babies but she had this terrible look of someone haunted by tragedy.
Anyway, I saw her today with her newborn baby. Of course she'll never forget what happened or the child she lost... but today the look of pure joy on her face brought tears to my eyes. (Her husband looked like someone whose wishes had all come true.)