Another Heart Break

Yesterday was the day my little sister became a mother for the first time.  Her pregnancy was full of complications from the beginning and ended prematurely with an emergency surgery.  Unfortunately  the baby only lived a short time.  My heart breaks for her but I am also so proud of her.
She was like a mother bear fighting tooth and nail to keep her baby healthy and did everything to buy the baby more time in the womb.  Although little Lydia only lived a short time, her birth created something new and sacred:  A mother.  I know my sister's arms must be aching with emptiness right now, but I know she is a better person, a changed person because now she is a mother.  Always and forever.