One year ago today we found out we were pregnant with our son, Micah. Six weeks later we miscarried. I never understood the ability to love someone you had never met or even had a conversation with so intensely. He was a spot on an ultrasound, a heartbeat and a LOT of nausea, but he was our son. He was so loved. He was so wanted. I frequently dream about him with my mother in heaven. I am jealous of each of them. The two people I miss the most get to be together.
Mom and Dad love you, Micah.
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