Stories of Lost Children
Our Three Little Angels
by M., Melbourne, Victoria, Australia
Our three precious angels, where did they go? Why did they all leave us with our hearts broken; only god knows? In the garden of angels. Flying free and life free. But we have something to treasure their memories that will not leave our hearts forever. We feel that losing Yasmine was like losing a piece of ourselves. But we were holding on to strong memories that got us through and our little son Mohammed which kept us busy. Then feeling pregnant, I thought that it would help us through healing, part to hold another baby again. But this baby would never take the place of his or her sister; just a comfort for Mohammed and for us. Time came and I delivered a boy Zakaria that was the best gift ever and god had sent us a perfect baby boy. But that short lived because Zakaria passed away 40 days later. This time our hearts broke again into thousands of pieces. But we just said god had other plans for our son and that we still have Mohammed. We spent most of our time that we could with Mohammed and enjoyed every moment with him. We held Mohammed as tight as we could and always told him we loved him. It had been a year of ups and downs; one moment we are over the moon and the next we are back to grief. Just remembering the children, beautiful big brown eyes, made us smile and made us realize even though we can't see them, we know they were with us and we never forget them. We missed them so much. Seven months on into life and picking up the pieces again we went through tragedy again. We lost our last child Mohammed. Back to grief the whole circle started again; this time we didn't have our comfort zone with because Mohammed past away and he was our hopes and dreams. It has now been washed away. We hold them all so tight. We keep them warm right through the night. Endless nights of which we cried. Times we thought of what has happen to our lives and how it has all changed. How do we start new again and what do we do in life to change things. A goodbye we never dreamed of. We miss you all a lot, our three angels, and we will always love you all. ln loving memeories of Yasmine, Zakaria and Mohammed, rest in peace our three angels. Lots of love always, Mummy and Daddy.
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