Life moves on. I've learned that no matter what heartache or pain you are dealing with on a personal level...the world around you moves forward. The world does not stop to mourn your pain or halt to embrace your sadness. Perhaps this isn't a bad thing, if life didn't continue on, we might never find the strength to get back in the saddle.
I'm gonna be honest, these last few weeks have been tough. Dealing with a loss is not something that goes away in a few days. I struggle to find meaning of it all and there are days I just want to stay in bed and cry.
Things are getting better little by little and I am finding strength in the little things. I'm trying to focus on all the millions of blessings I already have instead of the negatives.
Miscarriage is a horrible thing. Losing a child, no matter how young, is a terrible thing for a mother to endure.
My heart breaks for others who have had to walk this road. My heart breaks for moms who have had to bury children that have spent years with them...day after day...how do people move on from that?
I don't know how people make it through tough times without the Lord. He gives me a peace that could only come from my heavenly Father. In my times of grief, I cry out to Him and He always...ALWAYS...gives me peace and comfort.
“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” John 16:33
My heart is healing...I am moving forward, but my love for my baby will never cease. I'll pick up the pieces and find joy and love again...but a part of me will always be gone.
In the meantime, I'll continue to find joy in the little things...peace in my Saviour and hope in a new tomorrow.
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