An Eternity of a Month

This past month has felt like an eternity. A couple days ago, Jay and I were talking about how it feels like we’ve lived a year in the last four weeks.

Today would be Molly’s due date. Friday marks a month since she was born. Monday marks a month since she died. My heart hurts and aches to hold her. My heart rejoices she comfortable and enjoying heaven to the fullest. Sometimes there’s just too much to feel, there are no words for everything, so I’m just sitting in this season of grief with Jesus. He’s my safe space for asking questions, having doubts and rejoicing in his hope and healing.

I’m so thankful to know this is a season. I’m so thankful to know that as I learn how to make this grief and losing Molly be a part of my story, I will grow and keep moving forward. I’m so thankful for Jay, I can’t fathom this journey without his constant support & unwavering love. Despite the grief, there’s just so much to be thankful and hopeful for.