Tuesday, November 10, 2015
A year ago I was in a pretty dark place. I wasn't sure how long it would take, or how I would even go about getting out of that place. But here I am, one year later. The emotional and spiritual scars from my miscarriage remain, at times, palpable. Leading up to this "anniversary" (as it were) I was filled with all sorts of irrational fears and worries about my current pregnancy. Knowing they were irrational didn't seem to help quell them. But here I sit, the day almost over, so grateful for what I have, sad for what I've lost, and hopeful for what will come. One year later and I am in a much brighter place. One year later and I am certain sure I will always remember the loss. Just as I will always know that, sometimes, hope is all there is.