when your tiny life was lost my memories were of a future that would never exist

In some countries October is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month, Remembrance Day being the 15th. Though I have missed posting this by the 15th, this post is in memory of the tiny lives my family has lost through miscarriage, and to respectfully acknowledge families and individuals who have experienced child loss in all its many forms.


she wept until her tears turned to silk


mum and child study


two looking away


missing


unknown (this is how I imagine you)

For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.

Psalm 139: 13-16 NIV

recent work (flickr)