What the past 7 days have been like -

On Monday the doctor said “expectant management.” Definition: Shock.

On Wednesday morning at 2:30am, I lost one of the most wonderful things that has ever happened to me. I cried for the baby I lost at 6 weeks, 3 days old. Definition: Grief.

On Thursday I cried tears and more tears. Definition: Emptiness.

On Saturday I snuggled with my husband and let him squeeze all the pain out of me. Definition: Love.

On Sunday I took one rose home for you, Baby. Definition: Hope.

Tonight I remember how much life changes. Last Sunday night, I had no idea what this week would hold. This Sunday night I am defined by the past 7 days, but also by the hope and the future that is promised to me.