Leslie Randall

“Even now, I feel your arms around me
My breath is your breath and yours mine
Even now, I hear you laughing like bells ...
You sing to me and I sing to you
Dear child of my womb, my love,
Time has left us, left us forever together.”
― Victor Robert Lee, Performance Anomalies

“Just as it is impossible to explain childbirth to a woman who has never given birth, it is impossible to explain child loss to a person who has never lost a child.”
― Lynda Cheldelin Fell

“And what of regrets? I shall live with them. I shall accept my regrets as part of my life, to be numbered among my self-inflicted wounds. But I will not endlessly gaze at them. I shall allow the memories to prod me into doing better with those still living. And I shall allow them to sharpen the vision and intensify the hope for that Great Day coming when we can all throw ourselves into each other's arms and say, "I'm sorry.”
― Nicholas Wolterstorff, Lament for a Son

“My arms are empty without you!
My heart cries out, lonely in the darkness, but you are not here.
No tears shall bring you back into my arms again.
My mothers love was not strong enough to keep you,
but it is strong enough to follow and find you,
though all the mists of Eternity should try to come between!”
― Joan Walsh Anglund