This blog post has been looming in my mind for weeks. I feel like each year something comes to me. What did I learn, how has this impacted us, what has it improved in our lives. Well, this year nothing profound has come to me. And at first that bothered me. Was my hurt not strong enough, was the experience not as traumatic as I remember, does it matter less because I had three more kids after her. Of course, the answer is a resounding no.
This fall, a new acquaintance of mine lost her baby soon after birth. Though our stories were dramatically different, it brought up raw emotions I had not felt in years. Though that week was painful in ways, it was also another part of this healing process. No matter how happy I am now, no matter how blessed I am to have 4 healthy babies here in my arms, that pain was hard. It was life changing. Life changing for the better.
We all go through hardships in our lives, and most people we pass every day don't know ours. Just as we don't know theirs. And some people haven't been through theirs yet. I have realized the importance of not comparing myself to others, because one, we don't know what other people's story is. Two, we don't know what it is like to walk in their shoes. Lastly, someone will always have it better or worse than you. And maybe I feel a little sensitive to this because this is a presumption I have dealt with many times in my life. Isn't she lucky...whatever that reason may be in their head.
I am not lucky to have these 4 amazing kids. I am so blessed and I am humbled and grateful for them every single day.
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