I don’t think I ever told you, but I used to dream about you, before you were real. It seems silly, but you always “felt” like a boy.
I wonder now, what it would have been like. I wonder if I would have been enough for you.
I don’t think I ever told you, but I used to dream about you, before you were real. It seems silly, but you always “felt” like a boy.
I wonder now, what it would have been like. I wonder if I would have been enough for you.
Letters to Adrian are real letters from a mother to her stillborn child. Letters are shared here in periodic batches.