It’s a bittersweet day for me today.

My precious boy, Dorian, should have been two today, but he was too precious for this earth. A day that should have been filled with love, laughter and celebration. Instead, it’s now filled with love, tears, and reconciliation – of our memories, our imagined versions of him if he were here right now, and the painful reality that he’s not.

And on top of that, there is my book.

As of today, my very first book “From One Heart To Another” is available globally, and I am now officially a published author. Bittersweet yet again. On one hand, pride and celebration over the accomplishment I’ve made and the achievement of a childhood dream. On the other hand, a dream I’d gladly give up if it meant I could be buying my precious boy some real birthday presents this year instead of giving him this heavenly birthday present in honour of his memory and legacy.

But despite everything, the 11th of December will forever be a special date. Even in my grief, I will commemorate. Because this date gave us our precious little miracle.

And although we only had him for seven short months, I’m grateful we had him at all. I’m grateful that we have memories of and with him, as well as pictures, videos, and belongings that we can look back on. I know that others may not have been as “fortunate” (for lack of a better word), although I can assure you that this hasn’t made it any easier in bearing our grief.

Dorian Vincent, no matter how much time passes on earth, you’re still precious. You will always be precious to me. Happy 2nd birthday, my precious boy – I hope you’re getting spoilt up in heaven.

Two Precious For This Earth

You should have been two today,

But you were too precious for this earth.

That has to be why you were called to heaven –

You were needed to join the angels up above.

I try to imagine what you would be like now,

And it hurts because I never got to know.

Would you be in the midst of the terrible twos?

Would your favourite word just be “no”?

Would you wake up really early?

Would you be sleeping through the night?

Would you crawl into our bed,

When you’ve had a nightmare or a fright?

Would you sit happily in your stroller,

Or still want to be carried everywhere?

I wonder about the sound of your voice,

If you’d have all your teeth, and the colour of your hair.

Every day I wonder what life would be like,

If you’d stayed with us, not just your memory.

But no matter how much time passes on earth,

You’re still precious; you will always be precious to me.

Written & Copyrighted by Lynn Vincent (2025)

An excerpt from my book, “From One Heart To Another: Poetry By A Grieving Mother”

If you’d like to buy my book, it is currently available for purchase through my website, Booktopia (Australia), Barnes & Noble (USA), and Amazon (global); other stores & regions coming soon.

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