2 years ago today, I sat in the ultrasound room and found out I would miscarry my first little one.
10 months ago today, I sat in the ultrasound room and found out Isaiah's heart had stopped beating.
1 month ago today, cancer took my cousins life.
In general, I am doing better. I am sleeping consistently through the night. I am spending more time laughing with and treasuring my friends and family. I am finding more hope and more joy in each day. I am closer to my husband than I ever could have imagined. My faith is taking deeper, more meaningful roots.
Despite these wonderful changes, some days are still tough.
Today my heart aches for what was lost and what could have been...