--the soul would have no rainbow if the eyes had no tears--part of a Native American Saying
Many of you know how badly I have wanted to be a grandma. Well, several months ago my older son told me that my youngest was going to be a father. As a couple, they are so much in love; as a matter of fact, I've never seen my son love a girl like that before. Well, I so happy, but then I heard nothing else about it so I told my son that he must have heard wrong, that he probably said they were trying to get pregnant or had a false alarm.
So, life went on. I didn't give it a second thought because I figured if she was pregnant, why wouldn't they tell me? Well, today I came home and found out that there really was a baby, and she lost it. They hadn't wanted to tell me because it was a difficult pregnancy. She was four months along. My heart goes out to them, but I have to respect their wishes and allow them to mourn. When they are ready, they will reach out to me. I am so sad right now, and the tears have started to flow for a soul that was never meant to be...and for the living, that they say strong.
I'm asking for prayers and positive thoughts for my son and his girl that they be strong and that the goddess/god watch over them and that poor little innocent soul. I don't know yet if it was a boy or a girl, but it wasn't meant to be. The time just wasn't right.