Thinking of Her Today

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I’ve sort of been pounding this post out, over and over, in my head for quite some time. Except it’s changed every single time, and I’ve struggled to find the perfect words for it all.

So I’m just going to let go of the perfect and write.

I know that none of this is going to be wrapped up in a pretty package with a sparkly bow. Sometimes life just doesn’t look like that, even with a sparkle-lovin’ four year-old in the house.

But I’ll try.

Today is our due date for her.Β March 14, 2015. And while I know that doesn’t necessarily mean anything, I know it’s a date that is forever etched on the heart of this mama who carried her little one for much too short of a time.

Today, tomorrow…this weekend, this month, even this past year. It’s all been a hard sort of grief…the what-would-have-been kind that creates an aching hole and takes my breath away. It comes and goes and it usually comes at the most inconvenient times. (Like when I’m walking through a store or when I’m putting on my eye makeup or when I’m sitting in church with no tissues. Especially then and holy snot. Seriously. This should be a lesson learned.) πŸ˜‰

I don’t suppose I really expected these days to be easy. I mean, if things had gone the way I wanted, I’d be cuddling our sweet newborn right now instead of writing about how much I wish I was.

But today my jeans fit (well, mostly) and my sleep is less-interrupted and my arms are empty.

And there are many days when I fall into my Father’s arms and tell him what I’ve said (or tried to say) since it all happened…that it’s ok and that I’ll trust Him. But there are also days when it’s really hard to do that, and I still wonder. A lot.

Because this wasn’t my plan, and the longer and harder I think about an entire lifetime without our sweet Carly, the more painful the ache becomes.

I’ve tried to fill up life as much as possible lately. We went away last weekend and I’ve tried to stay busy this week. I’ve got plans with a friend and some time with my hubby and Mae today, friends coming over for dinner tomorrow night, and more friends visiting next week.

Life is still full and it’s still beautiful, but there are also days when the hole is so present…like today.

I’ve told myself that if I get through the weekend, I will have survived one of the hardest weeks of my life. I’m not a dummy…I know I won’t magically feel better the moment the sun is up on Monday morning, but there’s a piece of me that says I might find a little more hope.

I might. I even think I will.

But right now…well, my family is walking a hard, grief path. We’re breathing through it and finding smiles and even laughs…knowing that she’s in heaven smiling and laughing and probably chasing Andre. (Or, being chased by him.) πŸ˜‰

And I’ve been trying to find ways to honor her because that’s what we should do. The fact that we never held her on earth doesn’t mean she’s any less our daughter.

We hung a special print in our house, and I’ll tell you about it another day because I want to, but that story needs to wait.

I framed a quote to sit next to the stuffed lamb we bought for her, the one Maelie hugs every day and Oh. My. Heart. It breaks and it melts.

I bought some paper lanterns to let go, but I’m scared we’re going to set something on fire…so we’ll see if that one actually happens. πŸ˜‰

And we pray about her and ask God to hold her for us since we can’t be there to cuddle her and cover her with the millions of kisses she would have had.

And none of it feels perfect, but it feels right.

We’re honoring her the best we know how.

Today is my due date. Would you lift us up? This grief stuff…it’s hard.

But we also know our Father is holding us. And holding her, too.

And there’s peace in that…and the promise that one day we’ll hold her, too.

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  1. Laura Pratt says:

    Oh my friend. I know what you mean. I wish I was there to hug you and cry with you. I love you. Sending you virtual hugs and lots of love today.

  2. Hugs and prayers to you, especially today. xoxo

  3. Sweet, Mel. My heart hurts for you. I’m so sorry for you loss. I lost twins 18 years ago this week and still think about the pain of that time. I wasn’t too far along, but, it was still a loss and very painful. I’m sending you cyber hugs right now…I wish I could hug you for real and just let you know…I understand. Jesus, be with Mel and her family today. I pray your peace will flow over and through them and that you will bless them beyond their imaginations. Thank you for all you are preparing to do in their lives. In Your Name. Amen. <3

    • I’m so sorry for your loss, my friend…thank you for sharing that with me and for your prayers. They mean so much. (((hugs)))

  4. Oh sweet friend… praying with you and holding you up this weekend especially! xoxo

  5. I am praying for you, Mel. There are no words…

  6. Praying friend…so wish I was closer and we could celebrate your girl together…remembering with you today!!

  7. oh, Mel. I am so sorry. Sending you hugs today. <3

  8. Beautiful friend.. thank you for your honesty. I was away from computer and not able to respond until today.. but i did pray for you and your family— often pray because the grief journey is so tricky and so hard. I did not realize your due date was 1 day away from my birthday ! so your precious little one and I can celebrate our birthdays together in heaven someday! (and you can bring the coffee) love you


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