I have written on this blog for almost 6 years.
In the last two years, I have been having a hard time coming here, as this space feels sacred, beautiful, and only for Ronan. There was a time 5 years ago that I never thought I would be able to move away from this blog, but I left work yesterday and saw a sliver moon---my favorite moon, and felt the need to write about something, anything other than grief. Life has been moving on, chaotic and crazily so. I need to start fresh, and keep moving, holding the lessons and love that I have found along the way.
Ronan will always be my son. And as I hang a new Christmas ornament every year for him, I feel him closer in some ways, and in others, like I am moving on from that weeping woman who gave birth to him stillborn almost 6 years ago.
I hope you keep in touch. You have all been so wonderful on this journey. I am glad to call you friend.