I know what you feel, I know about the stabbing, how you sacrificed and gave up on your dreams, wishes and your child.

You feel as if you lost something precious but the most important is still with you. It's you, God and I'm here to cry with you.
We can walk and write in the sand what we feel and wait till the rain blows it away.

An angel gave you those roses, unexpectedly. Know that pain can never be felt in the same way but is recognized. Pour your heart out and let your soul breathe.
You know where to find me.
🤗❤️🍀