I feel like that even though I have been journaling a lot that I need another outlet for things and I think even though this started as a scrap-booking thing that this is still the perfect place for me to do this. After all Project Life is, well, about life and as awful as it is bad things are also a part of life. I entered a page about William in a contest and I won and I am very excited about it. I know there are people out there that think it's taboo to air your grief in such a public way but I am not one of them. I need to tell people about William. I need to share him with the world because he is and will always be my son and he deserves as much as acknowledgement and Charles and Henry. As painful as it all is I am never going to ignore my thoughts and feelings for him, nor will I let others do that. He existed. As early as a few months I felt his little fluttery movements. As he got bigger, I felt him kick and roll around inside of me. There is nothing like the feeling of holding a life in your hands like that.
Tuesday while reading an article about Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep, through a series of comments and youtube videos I came across this song. It describes everything so perfectly.