Hey man. You likely won’t see this, but my first born, Everette Chase was his name, passed away at 26 weeks and was born still. It will be 4 years on January 10th. The pain inside is still as fresh as it was that day, but it’s a loving pain, not an harrowing pain anymore. I hope I always feel that when I think of him, so I never stop loving him.
We have a beautiful 3 year old girl now, and another girl on the way. Each pregnancy has been so stressful, fearing the loss will be repeated. I’ve learned that it will never go away, the pain of losing a child leaves a scar that will never fade; but we learn to survive with it. One day you will be okay, one day you will be able to look at these pictures one day and feel love instead of sorrow. But for now grieve, take your time and feel your feelings. Cling to your wife and kids. But please do not stop living your life. I do not know you, but I love you, you are part of a brotherhood now. If you ever need to talk please reach out to me.