mother’s day 2016
The pressure. Holding in that ache. Longing. Tears. Wanting to focus on all the moms and your own, but knowing you’re missing your littles. For me, I have my sweet girl now. Wow, is that the most amazing gift ever. It’s been 18 months and I’m still shocked I’m a mom.
For those missing, hurting, waiting, longing, lost and in pain, know that you are not alone and there is always hope. Always hope. Hope doesn’t answer the way we expect. But there’s always hope. Cling to the only One who can offer hope. The only One who loves you more than we could ever love our babe.
As I celebrate my little, I know I’m missing the others whom I lost. What would they have been like? Life with more than one. Wow, I can’t even imagine. I cannot wait to meet their little faces in Heaven.
God bless those hurting today, even the moms who DO now have littles, which means they’re no longer free to openly mourn those they lost at the risk of wading into ungrateful waters. Yes, we have every right to miss them. Gosh, I know I do.