Clothes for baby Luke

Last week I received emails from a woman who had lost her son, Luke, at 22 weeks and was working on making him some clothes. We sent several several emails back and forth. She sent me pictures of the service and the clothing she had made for him and she gave me permission to share some of this with you:

Hi Stacy,
In all my 43 years of life and 22 years as a mom, I never would have imagined that I would have an angel baby.  I find great comfort knowing that I am not alone in this world. We laid my little guy to rest today. It was SUCH a beautiful celebration. 
We took pictures, filmed it, and played music. I read a poem to him. I put pictures of us inside his little casket. It was so tiny. My oldest made a card the size of his casket and we all got a chance to write something to him. At the cemetery, we released the balloons.  
I did include a couple of pictures of his casket all dressed and a picture from his ceremony today. They should be closer to the bottom of the pictures. I hope it is OK to share.  
I am totally in love with the kimono pattern. You did an excellent job creating the pattern. It is top notch in my book. I love the little angel hat. I made one for the bear. My husband loved everything. He (and the funeral director) was so touched by the layette set.  
Thanks again for the patterns.  It is very therapeutic for my emotions to make his clothes.  

Tasha

Link for pattern for pants

Such sweet tiny booties!

You can find the kimono pattern HERE

I really love the hat for this bear. 

And this poem is beautiful: 

I cannot even tell you how reading these emails has felt. There is the familiar ache of knowing another Mommy is missing her baby. And there is an amazing feeling of being able to help someone in a time when there really is very little most people can do to help. THIS is why I do work for angels...why I make clothes, why I keep a whole closet in my house of tiny clothes, why I go out at odd hours to photograph angels, why I spend hours editing and worrying if the editing is done well enough (editing is really the hardest part for me), and why I share stories like this. It is, emotionally, hard work sometimes. But knowing you've been able to help someone in their time of need makes it all worth it.