We should have been bringing a baby home this week. I’ve gone back and forth so many times on whether or not to share this, so please forgive my scattered thoughts. I have dreaded this week for many months and now that it’s finally here, I have to admit I feel a bit numb. We are so hopeful that this year will have joy and life and restoration written all over it, but today, I am sad. ✨
If you’re in a season of waiting, like us, know that you are not alone. You are not alone in your longing or sorrow or frustration. I have to remind myself of this often… that I am not alone in this. ✨
Thank you for being a community that has rallied around us, provided us with love and encouragement and quite frankly, been a wonderful distraction at times. Today I am sad, but I am equal parts filled with peace knowing that one day we will hold our babies. I believe in a God that redeems and I know that He is not done with our story. “The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. ‘The Lord is my portion,’ says my soul, ‘therefore I will hope in him.’” ✨
If you’ve been thinking of us or if you’re walking through your own desert right now, comment with a ❤️ below. Let’s keep reminding one another that we’re in this together. You are not alone.