As my husband and I continue to wrap our minds around my recent miscarriage, and as we continue to let family and friends know, I keep thinking that I am feeling better. But a wave of awareness will come over me; an awareness of the emptiness in my middle as my body readjusts. An awareness of the reality that a life I helped start is continuing in Eternity. An awareness that my husband has lost a son, too. An awareness that I am aching with sadness that needs to be acknowledged.
I am not alone in this. Society seems to expect us to “move on” quickly and quietly. I am moving forward, and for me that involves grieving. My heart goes out in prayer for all women and families who are working through this same feeling.