This morning I called the clinic to see if I could get in. I threw the kids in the car and drove to piano. We talked about the exciting birthday that Bria would have. I chatted with Mom about her doctor appointments and Ned’s. I made plans for a friend’s baby shower. Even though it’s been 5 years it’s never that far from my mind and especially my heart. Today in the middle of fall break and planning what we’ll do with the kids and looking and prayerfully hoping the prices of the tickets to Kentucky would magically fall, I saw the date on my phone.

I would be lying if I said my heart didn’t stop for a minute. Suddenly I was back in a dark room wondering if I would ever feel like I wasn’t broken.

I’ll go on with my day. I need to pick up prescriptions and milk. I need to visit a lab, do something fun with my kids. All the while remembering that we aren’t whole in this world. Thankfully there is another one.

I can’t for the life of me get a link in on my phone. If you are wondering what on earth I’m talking about you’ll find the original post here