One of my very favorite days was when I told my husband we were expecting. I always knew that I wanted to be creative when I gave him the news. After all, we had been married for nine years and this was not just any news. It was the best news of our lives!
It was a Tuesday and I invited my sister and two of my brothers out to dinner. We met them there and as we were finishing up, I handed a gift to my husband. With a puzzled look he opened it and saw his picture in a "worlds greatest daddy to be" frame. He cried. I cried. We all cried.
On the way home we called our parents, who were out of the country.
How little did we know that this little angel in me, was just that, an angel. This was our first pregnancy our first announcement, and our first great loss. We had a miscarriage two weeks later. We relied heavily on God's promises for us. It was a difficult time and we knew that we would only get through it with God's help. It hurt physically, emotionally, mentally and it was very draining. At times it was even confusing. It confused me that something that is considered very common, had very little explanation.
Getting through this was made much easier being surrounded by my husband, family and friends. Their prayers, encouragement and support brought back a great joy.
So, yes, this will always be one of my very favorite days even though the outcome was not.
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