My third attempt.
I had begun a lovely post about getting my space back. About how lonely and terrified I felt all those weeks I didn't post, and I am so glad to be able to write, and post pics of the wonderful things going on in our lives. I was gushing about how happy and thankful I am, for all the friends and family and support and luv we have received in the past few weeks, and for all the things I have been blessed with in my life.
Yes, I said I was terrified. Terrified of miscarriage. I suppose I chose to walk that path alone, as only a few knew, but at the same time it was path I had to walk. I had to go through all that, to come out in the end, knowing, knowing, I would be OK no matter what. And when I accepted that, it was so nice to share with close friends the news I had held tight to me.
And with the sharing came a sigh of relief. I had never been alone, because everyone was there all the time.
I have weeks of pictures to post, and will never get around to it all, but here is some.
Camping
getting up
breakfast
to the beach
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| beautiful girl |
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| he made his first real friend |
home
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| all tuckered out |
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| <3 how she reads to him |
I will post about Bryan (and Klara's but mostly Bryan's) teddy bear picnic in the next few day.
1 comment:
<3 to you, my friend. I know how it feels to need to process some of that darkness alone, but what a blessing it is to have friends who are always willing to share the burden :)
And that picture of Angelina with the shell? Stunning!
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