That moment when you see someone you haven’t seen for a while…you know who they are but they don’t remember you.
You try everything…where you’ve lived…..where you work….where you have worked….your family friends…..everything……
……then there has to be a point where you say who you are…you lived with….and you lost a son…..
They remember me……I wish sometimes that I was known as me and not the girl/one who lost the baby💔💙
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