a time to heal

I shared this last Tuesday (on IG, twitter, and Facebook).

I was reluctant to share there or even here that we had lost Baby #3. It seemed so wrong to have to share our loss with the world. But at the same time, I knew I couldn't not tell people it happened. I also knew the community of people I have connected with through social media care, and by sharing I knew they would pray for us and encourage us. However, I had no idea how much.

I have never felt so loved in my life.

Every single comment, private message, email, text message, handwritten note, phone call, hug, tweet, and prayer has been felt. I honestly believe the prayers and thoughts of others have helped carry us through this sad time. I have told others before during their time of loss, "I pray you will be comforted with peace that passes all understanding." I never knew what that felt like though until now.

Each day is different. Some days are hard. Some days are normal.

I am still healing physically and I know the process to heal emotionally will be ongoing.

I have to say again, thank you. Thank you to everyone who took the chance to reach out, to send words of comfort. I even had a friend who said, "I don't know what to say, but just know I am thinking of you and praying for you." I reassured her, that's all she needed to say. This is wonderful post about what to say to a friend who has experienced infant loss/miscarriage. And this is a beautiful reminder for those of us who have experienced loss.

{ songs of joy by joy's hope }