grateful

Four weeks ago today I was obsessing about how to keep from personally disappearing in May when THREE was born. How to get all three kids out of the bigger car that we’d have to buy and somehow make it through the grocery store without melting down myself.

That was the day I found out that I miscarried.

So a lot has changed.

I’ve learned how to accept help. I’ve had wonderful people surrounding me for years, but until four weeks ago, I never asked any of them for help. It was interesting to learn just how proud I was to believe that I could do everything myself. Maybe I can do it all, but I don’t want to anymore.

I’ve reevaluated what I have. I’ve always believed myself to be a lucky girl. Not as in, “boy, I’ve got good luck,” but as in God has blessed me with an amazing family, a home, a passion for writing and outlets to create. But now I understand that I need to take time each day to believe that what I have and who I am is good. That He’s done everything for a reason. That I may never “get” that reason, but that it’s okay.

I’ve realized that it’s too easy to get bored with being home. To look around the house and only see what needs to be cleaned. To trudge into the kitchen to cook something, anything. To think that if I have to play one more game of Candyland or listen to Banana Phone one more time that I’ll really melt away this time. My life, and everything I have is gift. And if I don’t properly maintain myself, it will feel like a weight. But it doesn’t have to.

I’m continuing to learn value of slowing down. When life flips inside-out twice in a span of three weeks, it all blurs together. Everything is dizzy. And suddenly I realized that everything I once considered “a blur,” really wasn’t. And the things that seemed to drag were actually already gone. They are never coming back. I don’t want to remember them only in photographs.

And I’ve learned that I don’t have to entertain guilt. Guilt is impossible to see at first because it’s almost invisible, it’s normal. But when allowed to flow, it seeps out and corrodes what it touches. I know what happened is not my fault. That even though I didn’t want to be a “mother of three,” I know I would have loved THREE and gotten over myself. I also know that it’s okay that I think about THREE less and less. That I shouldn’t feel guilty because I’m not sad all the time anymore. That part of healing is letting go. That doesn’t mean I’ll forget. I’ll never forget.

But it feels good to feel good.

To be happy in the morning when I wake up.

To look at my husband and see him the way I did in college.

To take time each day to focus on how amazing and fascinating my children are.

To meditate on the heart of God. Who I thought He was before and who I believe Him to be now.

To work on the balance between who I am as a mother/wife and who I am as a person.

Because I now have a better understanding of what’s important.

And that it really is okay not to do it all myself.

ONE, TWO and the Sunset Maple we bought for THREE

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14 Responses to “grateful”

  1. Even though the message here is sad – I’m sorry for your loss – but it is beautiful to see what it has brought you! I believe so much that life is what you make it and the way you look at things makes such a difference in how you live! Enjoy all the beauty and gifts you have!

  2. Amen :o)

  3. That Trifling Girl's Father Says:

    We know that we all possess knowledge. Knowledge puffs up, but love builds up. 2) The man who thinks he knows something does not yet know as he ought to know. 3) But the man who loves God is known by God.

    1 Corinthians 8:1-2

  4. I went through a similar moment about 2 years ago when I fell down the stairs and literally broke my neck. It was amazing to let go of everything I was holding onto and let others take over. I’m back to “normal” now but understand that letting go is good; it’s what we’re supposed to do when things get to hard and it’s why we work so hard to be good to others.
    Making the journey with others only makes the path wider.
    Very nice post Jersey girl!
    d

  5. Just wow…and hugs. Great post (though very sorry to hear about your miscarriage).

  6. ring ring ring ring ring ring ring….

  7. awkwarduncletimes Says:

    woah… that picture is…. man. And the tree is even turning fall colors… wonderful!

  8. Great post! You’re an amazing writer, mother, and wife. You’re doing what I want to do. And the picture is amazing too. Your girls are so sweet.

  9. oh that picture is just amazing. that should be somewhere you can see it often.

  10. This post is a wonderful reminder to make us all stop and appreciate.

  11. I rarely leave comments. Your writing is beautiful…thank you.

  12. If you ever have the time to look at my blog, you will see that God is constantly moving in my life and creating in me a clean heart. A few days ago I was going to complain about having ups and downs due to having a baby 6 weeks ago but God all too soon reminded me that there are mothers and women out there who would be happy to have the messy house and ups and downs because of having a new baby in their home. I have friends who have had miscarriages and the guilt that I have felt over that has been in my life often, but God flips it around for me, telling my heart that he gives and takes away, that he has a plan for me personally and that he’s blessed me in a unique way, tailoring it to the way he stitched me together. I say a little prayer in my heart for you and thank you for being vulnerable to us and allowing us to also see God moving in YOUR life :) Your Sister In Christ ~PBC~

  13. Thanks for reminding us of what is important!

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