The power of time in through the looking glass.

A year ago today was the due date of my first pregnancy. Had I not miscarried, we would be celebrating a one year old’s birthday around now.

I recall the date, but I don’t feel sadness about it anymore. Our four month old is lovely. I don’t need to imagine it any other way.

A year ago yesterday we saw his heartbeat on the ultrasound for the first time. He was just a speck of hope for us then. Now that speck rolls and giggles and fills our souls with delight.

A year of counting Fridays. It feels like a lifetime ago.

Last updated May 06, 2019