You may not be able to tell from this picture, but it was raining that night. And it didn’t phase me at all. In fact, I welcomed it. Laughed even, as the drops trickled down my jacket hood. I was unequivocally, indescribably happy. “Take my picture,” I said to my husband. I wanted to capture the moment and remember it forever. A rainy, Southern night surrounded by trains. Walking arm in arm with my forever date. Both of us giddy with joy from the news that we had received only 4 days prior.
This is pregnancy after loss. Still carrying ache, yet being able to feel true joy at the same time. Surrounded by cold, dark rain, and finding it beautiful.
It’s not innocent. It’s not without struggles. But it is so, so very sweet and lovely. And the biggest hug from Jesus and my Madelyn yet.
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