I ponder her fate.
Wishing flickering candles lit her face.
I wonder if she’s safe.
Hoping joyful songs fill her space.
I pray for her sake.
Remembering her makes me ache.
Where has this little girl gone?
She was known to us as...
Catalina Theresa
Catalina Theresa
Our family’s story ended in happiness. It was a long hard path but a path filled with life lessons. Our story overflowed with joy and grief simultaneously. It was the most enlightening journey we have ever taken.
Looking back, we do not know how we endured all that came our way. In the aftermath of our first loss, we remained in fog for many months. Our life was frozen in time and insurmountable grief. We shuttered our life and became reclusive. Friends wandered away unable to understand our circumstances. It was the greatest loss we have ever experience. It was the loss of our child.
I write this for all those who have experienced this particular type of grief. It’s a loss that is hard for friends and family to wrap their arms around. This is a loss that adoption and foster care agencies look at with a blind eye. It leaves the grief stricken without a place to turn.
We had a daughter for a brief moment. We prayed for her before she was born and continue to hope God’s Grace shines upon her.
The road behind us is our other blog. We used it as a dumping ground for our adoption failures. We open the pages to give perspective to those experiencing the trauma of adoption disruption. The road was rough but we would not have our son if we did not make the entire journey.
http://theroadbehindus.blogspot.com/
In the hospital minutes after Catalina was born.
June 8, 2009 at 7:19 p.m.