I can't even tell you how many times [today] I have read this article How they see us since I stumbled across it sitting in Walmart's parking lot while Aaron grabbed some shredded cheese, bread, and a frozen pizza. 

Someone had found words, sentences, and meaning to what has been on my mind/heart (especially) this past month. how freeing. i had to share.

talking about the taboo | part three | a discussion about miscarriage

  | life can only be understood backwards but it must be lived forwards |

i don't really care for statistics about miscarriage except they do illuminate how frequent miscarriages occur. numbers are revealing. more women walk around with this secret that we know. 

talking about the taboo | part two | a discussion about miscarriage

| it's not forgetting that heals it's remembering |

the months after we lost our baby i wanted to simply forget. i thought that by forgetting maybe i could erase the hurt. i thought that forgetting would be easier. it was harder. 


remembering is getting easier. i still vacillate between bitterness & sadness when i think about miscarrying and joy & love when i think about those few weeks i was pregnant. revisiting and remembering initiated healing. and led to wanting to acknowledge and remember the precious life i love and miss.

talking about the taboo | part one | a discussion about miscarriage

| love always leaves a significant mark |

we [as a society] do not talk about it. we ignore it. pretend it didn't happen. but it does happen. and it did happen to us last year. 

miscarriage. why is it so taboo to talk about miscarriage?