Empty Arms Program
.Silk whispers soft, a bridal dream, Now cradles small, a silent gleam. Love's white folds, a tender grace, Where tears and hope find fragile space. A mother's heart, a gown's embrace, In gentle rest, a peaceful place.
For years, I poured my heart into a quiet mission: transforming discarded wedding gowns into delicate burial garments for babies. With my own sewing machine and a wellspring of love, I meticulously crafted gowns in various sizes, each stitch a whisper of comfort for grieving mothers. Funded solely from my own pocket, I donated these tiny, precious creations to local hospitals and agencies, hoping to offer a small measure of solace in the face of unimaginable loss. My purpose was simple – to wrap fragile memories in tenderness and offer a tangible expression of compassion when words seemed to fail.
CRadled in Love
Each gown, crafted in a range of sizes to fit babies born too soon, included tiny pockets designed to hold those precious souls too small to be dressed.
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