Every year about this time I start grieving. Most of my friends and family are not aware. For the most part I am the stick to myself type of person. But today on one of the baby site that I look at someone had posted this poem. So it got me thinking alittle bit sooner.
The Sunday before thanksgiving of 2003 I had a miscarriage. I was just past my 12th week. There is no reason of course, it just happened. And I think about it on and off throughout the year.
Now that I am TTC it pops in my head more often then not. I will make it past. But it is still a painful memory and time in my life.
Everything happens for a reason!
Last night D was asking me why was I still with him. LOL I did not answer. How can you honestly explain to a man that you love him from your soul without him getting a big head! LOL He knows how I feel about him. And does not need to hear it everyday.
Sometimes I can not believe I’m this blessed. I know I deserve it but DAYUM. This man is so good to me and for me………………. its ridiculous. I love me some him.
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