Prior to the birth of my daughter in 1999, I had had four miscarriages. I not only mourned my losses, I also named each child: Timothy, Luke, Isabel and Gabriel. To this day, I not only think about them but also rejoice for their safety in Paradise. I know they reside among the living and are loved. Years before, I had also conceived through a violent rape but miscarried that child as well. His name was Jesse, and, like the others, I think about him often. For me, I have never questioned when...
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