Gifts Infused With Tenderness Towards Grief – The Laurelbox Story
It was September 2010 as I stood in the middle of our tiny apartment. We hadn’t planned on a baby, but I was holding a positive test. Before breakfast we were twenty-something’s living life in a big city. After breakfast we were planning our new path as parents. Fast-forward a few weeks. Our 8-week checkup was off. Something wasn’t right with the size. “Go home and come back in two weeks for another ultrasound.” And two …