When you see a butterfly flutter in the wind toward Heaven, think of me, your baby.
Feel the breeze on your face and be reminded of the beauty in life.
When tears start to sting your eyes, gently close them and breathe in the warm air.
For the night has been long, but the sun is coming.
The sun is coming.
These photos are in honor of Jen, her two babies in Heaven, and her years of battling infertility. She is now expecting her miracle son this year. 🦋💙
Hair and Makeup: Michele Taylor
Photo Assistant: Laura Campbell
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