The reminders, the kindnesses, were what kept me afloat in the moments when it was hardest to breathe. When my body and my mind needed a nap just to make it through the second half of the day. cause The days were too long and the nights not restful enough for this sorrowful heart.
Through my experiences, through my journey I healed so much slower than I expected. But I tried to give myself the grace to do it all in my own way and at any pace.
I know my grief will never shrink, but my healing and my capacity for love will just grow bigger around the grief. There is NO letting my little Jax go, just moving forward with his sweet memories and hopefully a little silent guidance too. The way I'll remember every flower and every kind word sent to me.
There are about a thousand things we can talk about when we talk about miscarriage
Here's just a collection of what I've posted so far