“Something significant in me snapped when I miscarried; that something hadnt unsnapped yet. It hadn't been put back together and I was afraid it never would. I knew Jesus was with me, but my insides twirled threatening to take me down from the inside out. I knew He was with me, giving me permission to be in the broken parts of my story...” SufferingLossGriefPregnancyMiscarriageInfertilityLosing A Baby Book:This Undeserved Life: Uncovering The Gifts of Grief and The Fullness of Life Source: This Undeserved Life: Uncovering The Gifts of Grief and The Fullness of Life
“I must acknowledge that though his adoption embodies graciousness, it is also a reminder this world is not as it should be. Brokenness permeates our world. Sure, beauty is born from ashes, but the ashes don't just magically disappear. Suffering and all that is wrong in this world still exists. This side of heaven, tragedy remains and the moments of her son becoming ours is a representation of joy and suffering deeply intertwined. Our son, the living proof and blessing that love is what makes a family, reminds us that adoption is born out of undeniable loss. Irrevocable loss of wholeness, of what was meant to be. To only acknowledge the beauty without giving voice to the tragedy, is to detract from adoption. In diminishing the tragedy of adoption, I decrease my son's story, along with others a part of the adoption circle. I would be choosing to ignore a massive portion of who he is.” SufferingGriefTragedyAdoptionAdoptee Book:This Undeserved Life: Uncovering The Gifts of Grief and The Fullness of Life Source: This Undeserved Life: Uncovering The Gifts of Grief and The Fullness of Life