One week ago I was pregnant and so very happy. I reveled in the fact that my fairytale dream was coming true.
One week ago I had just shared with the world my joy of finding out I was having a boy. I had stars in my eyes for my sweet baby boy. I was dreaming of cowboy nurseries, toy tractors, fishing and sand boxes.
One week ago, my baby was alive and I foolishly thought we were safe.
Although I don't understand how I breathe through them, the minutes unbelievably tick away, taking me further and further away from these joyful memories.
There is only unbearable sorrow now.
Thinking & praying for you, Paige
ReplyDeleteHas it been a whole week already? Wow. You don't even know this lurker, but you have been on my mind, and in my heart every day this week.
ReplyDeleteI don't see your thoughts of safety as foolish... that's just were you were then. Now you are in a different place, not of your choosing. That happy, joyful you is a beautiful part of you, as is the part that grieves so deeply. They are all aspects of your enormous capacity for love.
Me too, you're in my thoughts and prayers Paige. So sad that you're going through this and that things can change so much in a week.
ReplyDeleteIt's been a long week Paige and I'm truly sorry. Praying for you and wishing you comfort - small as it might be right now.
ReplyDeleteOh Paige. I hope more than anything your sorrow eases soon. You deserve some peace so your heart can heal. Thinking of you often.
ReplyDeleteI miss those times too Paige. I wish Greyson was still here with us.
ReplyDeleteI stand by you in your grief.