Our family pictures.
As the reality of baby #7 soaks in, so does the reality of what I have lost. The past couple days I have grieved over the fact that I will never have a complete family photo again. I just grieve.
Today I don’t have any super epiphany to share with that. I have no “Ah-ha!” moment that has brought me to my senses. I have no magic words to dispense to other hurting moms who feel the same way. I am just sad. I am sad that my next family photo will have a piece of me gone.
How long must I struggle with anguish in my soul,
with sorrow in my heart every day?
But I trust in your unfailing love.
I will rejoice because you have rescued me.