I came across this sign a few weeks ago in the craft store called Michael’s and it spoke to me on a deep level. It had to come home with me. I dont really go for this kind of decor style but that didn’t matter. I needed the message.
I learned recently that one of my friends experienced a miscarriage. She spoke so eloquently about her grief experience. It made me remember our own pregnancy loss journey and all the thoughts and feelings I had race through my heart and mind each time. The disbelief, the sorrow that lingered, my avoidance of pregnant women, my anger that this had happened. A million and one “what ifs” rattled through my head. Not that it changed anything.
We figured out the fertility issues and were able to have successful pregnancies while learning something about my own physical health that carries its own lifelong considerations. In the end, we had our expanded family after walking through the heartaches. In the middle of the losses though, it was hard to imagine not waking up and feeling shattered. I can’t look at my kids and not be thankful for them even while I gently grieve the babies I never held. I probably won’t over not feel the loss of the babes I never got to meet but I can savor the children growing up beneath my eyes.
That was a previous part of the journey and I find myself going through another piece of difficult road. Sometimes I need to remember the hard times. I need that reminder that I’ve had difficult roads that took me through some dark places but I had to walk through those dark and difficult times to reach the destination. I need to remember that the heartache, the fear, the self doubt, all of the things that attack us in our weakest moments are not forever and that I can survive and overcome. Not on my own merit. I can’t do it alone. That’s where my faith steps in, my family surrounds me, my chosen village offers me support and encouragement, bolsters me when I’m flagging.
May we all find that needed reminder of the beautiful destination awaiting when we are walking down the difficult roads. Sometimes it come from our friends. Sometimes it comes in the form of a mass produced wall sign marked 50% off at your local craft and home decor store. I would also encourage those struggling with their mental health to find someone.
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