So a year ago was one of the hardest weeks of my life. We left Ohio for the beautiful state of North Carolina. It is also the week that our sweet Logan would have been born. I mourned the loss of being close to my in-laws and my friends and I mourned the loss of a baby/pregnancy.
I have come a long way since then. Mentally I am feeling so much better. When I was seeing a therapist, she helped me through the grieving process much better than I could have done on my own. I wasn't sure I was going to make it through the spring without being committed. I was terribly down. But now life has a purpose again.
Physically I am doing okay too. The pregnancy that I am experiencing right now is going well. I have some issues that I think about from time to time, but I don't dwell on those. I will take it in stride. I will trust our Heavenly Father to not give me more than I can handle and I will run and not be weary.
Spiritually I'm still just at the basics. Faith was really struggling there for a while, but through my own prayers and the prayers of others, I have felt the Spirit and know that I am still in the watchful eye of our Heavenly Father. And I will keep on keeping on.
I am grateful for my family. I'm grateful for my kids who make me laugh and/or cry every day. :) I am thankful for my friends, new and old, who have helped me whether they know it or not.
I will continue to remember this week in September for a while. But I will also look forward to making other memories and especially to this new little one, who will be a little slice of heaven.