On September 12th, 1999 I found out that I was pregnant with our first child. This was undoubtedly the happiest day of my life. Not long after, my world was shattered with the news that my baby had died. Having a miscarriage changed everything. This tragic event violently ripped me away from everything I had comfortably believed in. I realized that bad things actually can happen to good people.
I felt angry and alone. I questioned my beliefs, I yelled at God… He loved me anyway. The following June I lost another baby. I started to grieve all over again. I cried and prayed and God reached down and let me know that I wasn’t alone. He soon blessed me with two amazing children.
I wouldn’t trade that painful time in my life for anything. It has made me who I am. I didn’t write much during this period of my life… but I did write a few Random Thoughts on Grief, Hope and Prayer.
Here are a few more resources:
I’ll add more resources as I find them.







