It's so curious: one can resist tears and 'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer... and everything collapses.


I just discovered that today is National Day of Miscarriage & Infant Loss day and I have no words for the anguish and heartbreak that I see in friends in these circumstances. Please pray for friends and family that have walked this sad, sad road. And, not just today.

1 comment:

Celina said...

It is pretty fun, especially doing it with Tommy! It is randomized so it doesn't get boring. Honestly I don't think I would be consistent or go all out if I was doing it alone though. But I've always been a little wimpy so the day I deadlifted 100 pounds made me jump up and down!