The journey I’ve been on for the last two years is not one I’d wish on anyone. I’d like to say I’m a better person for having gone through it, but I’m not. What I am is thankful for having survived it.
We lost our daughter in 2018. As that year came to an end, I was a shell of myself. From the outside it may not have been as obvious because I was pretty good at going through the motions. Each day I’d put one foot in front of the other in an effort to check a few things off my to-do list before I allowed myself to pull the covers back over my head for another sleepless night. But inside, I remember feeling very little beyond profound heartbreak. The horrors of Stephanie’s death were winning; the agony of losing her erasing memories of our happier times. I hadn’t just lost her; I lost an entire lifetime. Continue reading “It’s Easier Than You Think to Die Before You’re Dead”
Every baby has a birth story. And so, do their moms and dads. For some, the story is nine months in the making. The luckiest parents cruise through an uneventful pregnancy with only the typical discomforts. For others, the journey starts with years of struggle… to get pregnant… to stay pregnant… and they pray every day that they will make it to that blessed event so many seem to achieve without extraordinary effort. Whatever path brought them to the big moment, when the time comes, they all share one desire… a healthy baby.