11 weeks or 39 weeks or a Lifetime?
She pauses, tears glistening in her eyes. She looks at the calendar and the tears become streams. This was it--this weekend was supposed to be the triumph, the culmination of all those weeks of laying around, of waiting and wondering; hoping and praying. Instead? Her heart is heavy with a grief greater than anything she has ever known. 10 weeks 4 days since she held her precious daughter in her arms and realized with a mind-numbing certainty that she would never watch her child grow up--never know the joy of the first smile, the first words, the first steps, the first everything. Instead she got to lay her first daughter in a cold, dark grave, see the first flowers placed on that grave, see the first flowers eaten by the ravenous deer, survive the first church service, the first month, and on and on and on it goes. This week-it's been so hard. She has fought the tears. Life feels so empty; her job has no meaning. She is only putting in t...