You know, it's been about 3 months since my miscarriage. It seems like forever ago, and sometimes it feels like yesterday.
Three months ago, I laid in bed crying out to the Lord and telling him "there's no way I can live without my babies."
Today, I'm doing it.
The reality is, whenever a child or loved one is lost, you will always remember them. You will always love them. You will always miss them.
I am not in constant sadness or regret. I am joyfully living in thankfulness.
Yes, I had a miscarriage.
No, that doesn't define me.
Yes, it shapes me.
No, it does not affect me negatively.
I purposed in my heart 3 months ago to live happily and engaged in life; that's what I'm doing.
When the Lord brings us a child to hold in our arms, we will joyfully welcome him/her into our hearts.