When words are hard to find, you can always start by listening.
Nicolas was a beautiful child, with a lot of brown hair and ears so perfect they looked painted, but his mother will never know that.
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Testimonials
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The mothers, the lives, the pains, the words that cure. A story.
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Experiencing the loss of a child, surviving him in a completely unnatural way, has radically changed my way of being, of thinking, of facing others.
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With a flap of wings I’ll be there for you, where the sky is deep and the gaze is lost in the immense.
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That morning was not morning. And it wasn’t even afternoon. It was that wrong hour when a summer morning feels like a winter afternoon. The Little Man with the Top …
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Francesco was born 31 weeks +1. It weighed about 900 grams.
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A TIN mother gives us her rich testimony as a mother, a woman and a professional who lived the experience of the death of her premature baby, describing with so …
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This is the letter from a student of ours, now a brilliant medical graduate. His words are very important and precious: for those who care, and for those who receive …
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After a loss—especially a perinatal loss, which is marked by a painful lack of memories—the lives of those who are grieving are filled with a long series of “firsts without”: …
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Dear Doctor X, you will most likely not remember me, I am Katia, Angelo’s mother. Angelo was born in his hospital on 26-03-2010. March 26, 25 weeks.
