I Cry for my Unborn

I may never meet you

“The English language lacks the words to mourn an absence. For the loss of a parent, grandparent, spouse, child or friend, we have all manner of words and phrases, some helpful some not. Still we are conditioned to say something, even if it is only “I’m sorry for your loss.” But for an absence, for someone who was never there at all, we are wordless to capture that particular emptiness. For…

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I try to rouse others to find their truths by writing about my own! Yoga, meditation, and aromatherapy teacher. Author of 5 books — thriller, healing, poetry.

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Natalie Jeanne Maddy

Natalie Jeanne Maddy

I try to rouse others to find their truths by writing about my own! Yoga, meditation, and aromatherapy teacher. Author of 5 books — thriller, healing, poetry.

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