I am back after deleting the entire blog, and taking a season off. To be honest I am not interested in taking a bunch of time to make the perfect theme for the blog. I just picked something simple, and even though it doesn’t seem like it’s exactly what I would do if I was really to sit down and design it myself, it will do for now. It’s the writing that I’m most interested in anyhow.
What I have discovered in this season off from blogging(writing), is that I have been missing organizing some of my thoughts in writing.
The things that have transpired since I last wrote have been significant. America voted in a new president. And no, I will never talk about politics on the blog ever. I only talk about that with a handful of close family members…and for good reason.
We got two dogs nearly at the same time, and had to find other homes for both of them because neither were the right fit for this family of 8. We got a third dog, Wilson, and he’s just perfect for us. He’s a Shetland sheep dog. This whole dog experience is teaching us all so much. We are growing in ways we never would otherwise.
I experienced my first miscarriage. It was one of the most difficult, yet spiritual moments of my life. We are such a close family. The news was hard for each and every one of us. My oldest daughter wrote a letter to the baby, and the tears just poured out of my eyes when she showed it to me. We went to a plant nursery and got a memory tree. It will bloom every year around what would have been the baby’s due date. The spiritual aspect of it is almost indescribable. I guess the thing I will say, is, I long for heaven. We don’t know when our last day on earth will be. Sometimes it’s before one is even born. I do know we are spiritual beings, and God is in control of all things. Without my faith in Him, I would be doomed. The miscarriage was something as a married couple we faced together, yet allowed one another to grieve in our own ways. Losing a baby is one of the most difficult things to go through, and it requires gentleness and grace for one another. It was emotional going through the physical part of it. It’s an experience you can’t really explain, and it should never ever be taken lightly. This is a picture of my feet under the covers at the hospital when I learned the baby was gone.
Healthy men and women in the majority of relationships today do everything they can to prevent a baby from existing. The miscarriage helped me to understand how precious it is to value life and never take it for granted.
I look forward to what God will do in our family. My personal prayer is for twins. We will see what God’s plan is. And whatever He does, even if it’s not twins, I know it will be good.
I pray for moms who are going through miscarriages or have gone through them. The Holy Spirit is the only one that can comfort us the way we so desperately need.
It is good to be back. And as always, feel free to leave a comment, I would love to hear from you!
May God be glorified in all the not so average mamas today!