Hope

I'm trying to think of anything to write about today-the weather, my new pink shirt, hope that we'll see sunshine, but all that keeps coming to mind is the date.  Today marks one year since I had the twins taken out of me after their hearts stopped.  I have done so well moving on in my life, and I continue to put one foot in front of another for the kids I have here.  I haven't lost hope, but for today, I can only remember what was a year ago.

The awful heart-wrenching ultrasound that came on the Monday (March 29th) that took my breath and life away.  The day of denial, March 30th.  The second, in-your-face-it's-real ultrasound and scheduling of "management".  And the day of the d&c, April first.  The very unreal April Fool's Day.

I came away changed physically and emotionally, and with new respect for the close friends and family around me who knew how to say the right things-which were sometimes nothing but hugs and patience.  So today, just let me be me.  Tomorrow will be a new day, and I will have made it through a year.


I still hope for the best-God's in the habit of giving it.

Remember, your Father knows exactly what you need before you ask Him.  Matthew 6:8