The most wonderful time of year? What happens when kids are jingle belling and everyone is telling you, “Be of good cheer,” and you just can’t do it? The lights are shining brightly everywhere except for your eyes and spirit, and every ounce of you wants to spend the season celebrating and rejoicing but deep down all you can focus on is the emptiness of your arms and the longing in your heart.
A personal #waitinginhopestory through infertility, waiting and finally learning what true grace is from their adoption.
The love of others sustained us and carried us through our weakest season. It is a responsibility they didn’t take lightly. They didn’t understand what burying a child was like; they only knew that we were hurting.
Ladies, your little ones are on the target. They are waiting for you in heaven so you can spend eternity together. That miscarriage, the still birth - that was not the end.