For my second photography assignment I had to go to a place I've never been before. A new friend and classmate took me to this old cemetery in Hayward last week. It is a sad little cemetery. Many of the headstones have been knocked over or broken. It was sad to think that someone might have done the damage. I prefer to think happier thoughts and have decided that they must have been shaken out of place by earthquakes. My friend and I both liked the headstones with the pictures on ceramic disk. They seemed to be popular in the early 1930's. I was extra sad when I saw this headstone. This little girl was just 2 years and 3 days old. I thought about the parents and how sad it must have been to loose their precious little girl. I don't know why my emotions were flying so high when looking at the picture of this little girl. Maybe it had something to do with the recent funeral and burial. Maybe it had something to do with being in the first trimester of pregnancy. I never planned to share this picture and I don't really feel like posting anything but I am posting because I must post once a week as part of my homework.
This is the only picture I could post today. I am having the worst day of my life. I should be 9 weeks pregnant but the fetus has died. I now know a little of what the parents of this little girl must have felt. A mother's love is like no other. It is the most amazing thing I have ever experienced. I am grateful for that experience. That love is the root of this pain. My heart aches for the little one I will never hold. My heart aches for the delay of my dream to be a mom.