Saturday, January 15, 2011
An old friend gave me a heaping dose of hope a few nights ago.
I received a beautiful card from her, congratulating us on our pregnancy and tucked inside the tiny package was a newborn sleeper.
Until that moment, the mere thought of buying anything for the new baby hadn't crossed my mind. When you lose your baby, things drastically change the next time around.
You fear everything. Anxiety grips you at nearly every turn.
You become too afraid to have hope.
But, that's just the thing that my dear friend Kristi gave me...
Hope to dream of a future for our baby.
Hope to imagine this child in my arms someday.
Hope for the rainbow at the end of the storm.