I’m very grateful… I tell myself as lunch burns it’s way back up my esophagus and I pop another Tums. Hoping the daily limit on those is more of a gentle suggestion than a rule.
Since the place holds so much magic for us, I knew I wanted to take pregnancy announcement photos at Disneyland
To say God only has good in the future is a lie about who He is. We have a God who is all love and that kind of God won’t let you suffer today without redeeming it in some way. The question is if you will notice it and be grateful for it.
Beauty reminds me that God is good. It reminds me that life isn’t only pain and death and frustrated hope but life is also joy and goodness and the purity of truth.
I forget the blessing because the pain hurts so much. I am at the same time grateful but also angry. Life is never black and white, cut and dry, one or the other.
What do you do when your worst fear is realized? How do you cope when your nightmare follows you into your waking?
I told Dan the other day, “2017 was a rough year for me.” And I meant it.
I get it, Mass isn’t “technically” over. But I think before we go shaming and guilt-tripping and name-calling and judging… we all need a little imagination.
Know that you can come through this stronger. You can make the choice to move on, but never forget that life.
I didn’t have a “miscarriage” … I had a baby, and now my baby is gone. My child was here and now is not.