Today, October 15th, is national Pregnancy and Infant Loss day. This kind of loss is usually represented by a white pumpkin, placed as decoration or prominently on display. It’s a way for others who have walked down this road to know they are not alone.
Back in July of this year, I found out I had gotten pregnant for the first time. The days we knew our child was with us were a whirlwind, but my husband and I cherished every moment. I miscarried four days after our discovery.
As some of you know, I attended a Christian Writer’s Conference almost
two weeks ago, and one of the main themes of the retreat was about
writing fearlessly from the heart. As part of the exercise, the
presenter, Caleb Breakey, asked us to write a scene that had to do with
something that weighed heavily on us, but there was a catch – we had to
be real, raw, and honest. We also only had fifteen minutes to write it!
At the end, he asked if anyone wanted to share. I decided to share mine
because I know that sometimes the journey of infertility feels like a
lonely one, but I have found that sharing my struggle shows other women
that they are not alone. Guess what happened when I shared it? xD
Afterwards, Caleb implored me to share my writing, and I figured here
would be the best place to. I don’t know who needs to read this, but I
present to you my “Fearless Writing”:
By now, most of us are aware of the story of the Titan submersible carrying a host of millionaires that has imploded off the wreck of the Titanic. What appalls me, however, is how people are responding.
Imagine for me, if you will, if you had been there at the foot of the cross as the King of the World breathed His last. We read in Scripture that the very earth groaned and mourned her Creator’s death; the sky was black, the earth quaked. Was His death felt around the world? I certainly think so.
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