This is a picture I found of my Grandparents. I find it interesting that my Grandma also labeled the dog in the picture. It makes me realize that there is a world of things I never knew about her. Now it is too late to really know how she felt about dogs, or Motherhood, or her husband, or even that old truck behind her. We always talked about the small stuff. I wish I knew the questions to ask when she was alive.
Life goes on...
My due date is fast approaching. I have dreaded this day since I lost the baby. But I am okay. I replaced painful things with new things. New clubs for the kids, new goals for us all. There are pieces in the back of my mind that seem to bubble up sometimes. Like when I saw a brand-new baby at the store, without warning my throat closed up and I fought back tears. Why? I cannot even tell you, it was just an instant reaction. But it did not change my mood or my day. I finished my tasks and hung out with my kids all afternoon. Sometimes it hurts, but so much less than I expected a few months ago when I was lost in the pain. This is such a relief. And that is all I wanted to say today. If anyone experiences this, and needs to chat I am here sometimes just talking about it helps you climb over the mountain.
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