When Genise heard I was coming to Savannah something in her made her come out of her seat and ask a question. She wondered if she could meet me when I came the next month. Her friend was curious about this sudden boldness that she noticed because she didn’t know anything about the secret hidden deep inside. Wounds from 2 infant losses and a hope for healing gave this precious mom the courage to open up. We scheduled a meeting during our correspondence and I learned she had named her unforgotten ones. When we met by the waters edge in Savannah we celebrated the lives of her children with praise, prayer and honor. Sacred moments. Just between us. Never forgotten, not the babies or our new bond of sisterhood.
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