From one Myrtle to Another

Oh goodness...my sweet sweet friend, Michelle, posted such a beautiful poem on her blog that I had to steal it.

I have always enjoyed reading her entries...Her blog has been a blessing to me long before I ever even told her about my struggle with infertility.  She has a beautiful way of writing about such a personal experience. 

Michelle and Ryan have been trying to conceive for 7 years.  They just found out they were pregnant, and not more than a week later the baby stopped growing and they lost their pregnancy. They have been in my thoughts and prayers each and every day. 

Michelle, I just love you.  I hope you know how sweet it is to have you for my friend. I am thinking of you and praying for you.  I am here for you if you need me.  I know you have a big support group, but please do not hesitate to call me or email me if you need anything.   

It's crazy to me that even during your tough time you are still offering so much support to so many others through your blog. Hope you don't mind I borrowed this poem that you used in one of your recent posts.



I thought of you and closed my eyes

And prayed to God today
I asked "What makes a Mother?"
And I know I heard Him say.

"A Mother has a baby"
This we know is true
"But God can you be a Mother,
When your baby's not with you?"

"Yes, you can," He replied
With confidence in His voice
"I give many women babies,
When they leave is not their choice.

Some I send for a lifetime,
And others for the day.
And some I send to feel your womb,
But there's no need to stay."

"I just don't understand this God
I want my baby to be here."
He took a deep breath and
cleared His throat,
And then I saw the tear.

"I wish I could show you,
What your child is doing today.
If you could see your child's smile,
With all the other children and say...

'We go to Earth to learn our lessons,
Of love and life and fear.
My Mommy loved me oh so much,
I got to come straight here.

I feel so lucky to have a Mom,
Who had so much love for me.
I learned my lessons very quickly,
My Mommy set me free.

I miss my Mommy oh so much,
But I visit her every day.
When she goes to sleep,
On her pillow's where I lay

I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek,
And whisper in her ear.
Mommy don't be sad today,
I'm your baby and I'm here.'

"So you see my dear sweet ones,
your children are okay.
Your babies are born here in My home,
And this is where they'll stay.

They'll wait for you with Me,
Until your lesson's through.
And on the day that you come home
they'll be at the gates for you.

So now you see what makes a Mother,
It's the feeling in your heart
it's the love you had so much of
Right from the very start.