I looked at the clock and realized I was 2 minutes late. Willing myself to get up, even though it worsened my migraine, I walked into the kitchen to get a lighter and then into the bedroom to get Jack…
My story tends to intimidate some people. They seem to think that their hard can’t possibly compare to mine. They haven’t had a miscarriage. They haven’t had to struggle with infertility. They haven’…
When things go wrong in our lives, we are quick to think that God has abandoned us. Or that we are being punished in some way. Or we think that these things shouldn’t be happening to us because…
Facebook Twitter Google+ Pinterest StumbleUpon Like 0 September is here and with it comes the season of change. We are all ready to pull out our pumpkins and sweaters, to sit by the fire, and drink hot apple cider. …
Grief is hard and it’s isolating and it’s lonely. I can’t count the number of times I have broken down simply because I feel alone in my grief and I feel forgotten. And Judah feels forgotten…
While I try to answer questions about Judah and our story as well as I can, sometimes, the answer is long and complicated or I just don’t have the mental energy to answer them because the answer is painful…
My hope these days looks so different – it the hope of seeing my Judah, as well my Jack, lost to miscarriage at 9 weeks gestation, again in heaven. Sometimes I feel so guilty that I am looking more forward to…