Loss

So I wanted to sit down and take the time to write. Two years ago tomorrow something that I would not wish upon any "enemy" occurred. I lost my son Matthew at 5 months pregnant. My hopes is that this does not seem like overkill to you readers....o goodness here she goes again. But really reflecting on all that I have overcome. With the depression and anxiety that set in after the loss, to today where I can openly share my story and smile because I know it is not the end of the world. Life does go on. Like I have mentioned in some past posts I believe families are truly forever. This thought is very comforting. I just want to thank those who have been there for me on this crazy journey. Especially my husband, best friend Felicia, my parents and inlays, siblings, and our exchange student Mathieu as well as m,y numerous amount of friends. The weeks following I had many people message me privately to let me know how much they admired my strength. I am so humbled by the messages I received and those who said I was so much stronger than I ever thought. Because of the support and those willing to remind me that God has so much in store for me it has led me to where I am today. Sure I break, sure I doubt. But I do know that Heavenly Father does love me and wants me to have kids one day. 

Tomorrow we celebrate life. We celebrate love. We celebrate the 5 months I had to grow the little boy inside of me. We celebrate the future.