Nine: A Tribute to the Children I Would Have Raised

    One. Would have been my parents’ first grandchild. Two. Gabrielle. A girl.   Three. I didn’t tell anyone about him until he was gone. I thought it would be less painful for everyone. It wasn’t.   Four. She would have been born in May, my favorite month. Five. He’d be turning 22 now, doneContinue reading “Nine: A Tribute to the Children I Would Have Raised”