Years ago I wrote a poem that narrated both my brokenness and my healing. And, tonight, I’m drawn back to the emotions that flowed then. That flow now. ~~~ Illuminating. Probing. Unburying. Dawn streaks across the sky. I whimper beneath a warming ray. Afraid to thaw – afraid to let my emotions cry. Whoosh.… Continue reading Bravely Breaking the Silence {TTC Baby #2}
“I’ve never had a patient respond this way to birth control,” the nurse said emphatically. “We won’t know anything until we can see an ultrasound.” Those frantic words released a torrent of emotions in my own heart, as well as a hectic rearranging of my morning schedule. Tutoring appointment pushed back from 10 a.m. to… Continue reading Frantic for no reason (A lesson in communication)
Good Morning…I mean, Good Evening…I mean…What time is it anyway? I never nap – not because I don’t want to, but because I can rarely fall asleep and when I do I wake up a groggy, grumpy mess. Well, apparently pregnancy hormones changes that. I just spent the past two hours crashed on the couch… Continue reading Hazy
The bleeding has started again today. Somehow, in the midst of all of the travel, teaching, grieving, and injections, I nearly forgot that I would have a period in between the miscarriage and the frozen embryo transfer. When I started spotting last night, I panicked: “This couldn’t be happening again!” Then I remembered that this… Continue reading Detox and dreams
Life is precious. Life is full of awful pain and blissful joy. Life is not fair. Life is full of unmerited grace. Life is full of unearned sorrows. I’ve not been writing, because I’ve not been processing. Between the miscarriage 4 weeks ago and my grandfather’s death 2 weeks ago, the grief has been more… Continue reading Time to Process {The Journey of a Lifetime}
Tear Drops Falling 