Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Family history...


When I started this blog I knew I wanted it to be a place to record our family history, the history that time would otherwise chip away from our memory.  Most of what I have chosen to record are the smiles, laughter, jokes, art and food of our daily life but that wouldn’t show a true depiction of our history and we would miss out on the ups and downs that make a family real.  Although time is the only thing that can dull the painful memories we sometimes encounter, and we often welcome the passing of time and the slow loss of these memories, I want to record them for our future selves to find and reflect.

Two months ago Chris and I took a pregnancy test and it was positive.  We sat down that evening and reflected on how different it felt this time around.  Like we were completely ready, ready to embrace the next step in growing our family. We didn’t cry, we didn’t stare at the walls in disbelief, we kissed and said “let’s do this”.  We told Scarlett and asked her if she wanted a brother or sister and she said “no” to both.  We decided not to tell any one just yet.  We knew we found out really early and wanted to see the doctor to prove that it was all real.  The following weekend I started bleeding.  We lost a family member.  On the way home from church Scarlett excitedly looked at us and said, “mommy baby belly”, we said “no” and told her that we would explain when she could better understand.

The loss was quick and virtually painless, but sad, truly sad.  I was on the constant verge of tears, still hoping that this really didn’t happen. My mind was distracted and a little confused.  I was surprisingly unsure of how to process the pregnancy.  One day I was filled with life, fostering another soul, and the next facing grief that no woman should have to carry.  It happened so fast.  Chris was encouraging but there was still very little that he could do to ease the discomfort of blame that I naturally put on myself.  Why, why does this happen?  I know that in time God will answer this question, that with time I will gain peace.  But right now I wait.  Wait for time to pass and  record this memory into our family history, remembering the little life that was lost, and with Gods grace look forward to the lives to come.    



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1 comment:

  1. I find you remarkably mature for knowing that though the sorrow lasts for a time, joy will come, and with it peace, even without understanding. Most of us know this after the trial has passed, but to have this kind of clarity in the midst is a blessing. May our great God of peace and comfort heal you as you grieve and wait. My prayers are with you.

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