I feel that anniversaries are important, but they can also be so hard!  Most anniversaries celebrate a life. Sometimes, an anniversary can celebrate a death. When you lose someone or a part of you, it is crushing.  It never leaves you.  The deep pain that never seems to subside, the self-doubt that something could have been done, or the regret that the moments during that time weren’t appreciated.  These all haunt me.  As time goes forward, sometimes I am brought back to those days when I am least prepared.  I’ve learned through several years of therapy and self-awareness that anticipating the days of grief can be changed to days to celebrate.  It takes a lot of mental capacity and preparedness, but as a family, we stand together in the days remembering the life and death of our twins.

The Anniversaries of Their Life

I choose to recognize and celebrate the magical day that I found out that I was pregnant.  In fact, I do this with all my children, living or not. My reasoning, I want to go back to that part of my memory and remember how happy I was in that moment.  That day.  And the days following.  The feeling of being on cloud 9 and just in a space of hope and excitement.  The days of having an inclining that I had human life growing in me and a future that I was going to help shape to be.  Planning, I’m a planner…. after I saw that + I immediately went into planning mode.  I was planning the future of our family.  I was planning a life, only to later realize I couldn’t grasp the inability to be prepared for something that is unimaginable, like death.

Their “Could-Have-Been” Birthday

I choose to recognize and celebrate their “could-have-been” birthday.  Despite not having a specific day, I chose their due date and we celebrate them.  We choose to have a mini party.  Typically, we have a fun meal together as a family.  My husband and I will share a special bottle of wine.  We talk about them as a family.  We light their candles and my eldest son will talk to the flame as if they were alive.  It is something that continues to bring on pain, but at the same moment, it brings us some peace. We choose to celebrate their short life and not focus on their death.

The Anniversary of their Death

I also choose to acknowledge the days that they left us. This may not be a conventional choice.  There is also some discrepancy in it.  In fact, we didn’t know exactly when our first baby died.  As well, when I had my D&C procedure, our second baby was dying and hadn’t actually passed away.  This is always a hard day.  This is the day that I have to relive the trauma.  It is a day that will be forever etched into my mind and a day that cannot be ignored.  I will forever grieve on this day.

..But Their Death is Not in Vain

But there is something special to the anniversary of their death… on the one-year anniversary of my miscarriage, my babies gave me the best and most brightest gift of all.  They whispered to me that I should take a pregnancy test. 

On that morning as I mourned them, I was blessed with growing another life.  Did this make the day any less painful?  I am not sure.  But what I do know is on that morning, I woke unusually early, I was given a push, and felt a strong urge to take that test, and it was positive.  It wasn’t supposed to be like that, it wasn’t what I had planned. That morning, I cried in the bathroom by myself, feeling their love wrapped around me, missing them more than ever.  I needed that time alone to thank them.  That time to embrace their memory and to gather my gratitude for the gift I know they had a part in.  Because without their life and without their death, I wouldn’t have my fierce, loving, strong-willed, son, whom I am forever grateful for.

So, this is why I choose to celebrate all the anniversaries, even when they are hard.

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