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To the Mamas Who Receive a Wild: You Are Not Alone
I recognize the profound weight that comes with each Wild that is purchased or donated for a mom who has lost a baby. These creations are more than handmade pieces—they are a reflection of love, loss, and connection. And I do not take lightly what they represent.
Each time a Wild is donated, I am painfully aware that it means a heartbeat was lost. A last breath was taken. There are no perfect words to finish that sentence because it holds the kind of heartbreak that leaves you speechless.
Every Wild Carries a Story
I cry every time I prepare to send out a Wild, knowing it’s going to a mom who has experienced the loss of her baby. I think about her journey—the moment a heartbeat wasn’t found, the instant her world changed forever. I empathize so deeply with that moment, because I’ve been there too.
It’s not just a gift I’m mailing; it’s a piece of my heart, an offering of love and understanding to someone who might feel like the world has forgotten their pain.
Mama, You Are Seen
To the mamas who receive a Wild, know this: you are seen in your brokenness. Your cries, your heartbreak, your tears—they are not invisible. I hear you. I feel you.
Grief can feel like a lonely journey, like you’re navigating a path no one else truly understands. But you are not walking it alone.
A Connection Through Loss
Each Wild carries with it a quiet message: You are not alone. It’s my way of reaching through the isolation of loss to remind you that someone sees your pain, remembers your baby, and holds space for your healing.
I can’t take away the grief, and I can’t fill the empty spaces left behind. But I can offer you a small reminder that there is still love, compassion, and connection to be found in the world.
A Shared Journey
Mama, your baby mattered. Your pain is valid. Your tears are felt deeply, even by someone miles away, preparing a package that is so much more than yarn and stuffing.
I hope that when you hold your Wild, you feel a little less alone. I hope it reminds you that your story matters, that your baby’s life mattered, and that even in this place of brokenness, there are hands reaching out to hold yours.
From my heart to yours: you are not alone on this journey.
