“The darker the night, the brighter the stars,The deeper the grief, the closer is God!”
We have had more than our fair share of both joys and heartaches during the last two months... and I struggled with how to document this roller coaster ride in my Project Life scrapbook. My desire to stay authentic and to really embrace real life won out.
As much I wish to erase these sorrows, these stories are now a part of my story. Years from now I will want to remember who I am and where I've come from... the good, the bad, and the downright heart-breaking.
After I learned that we had lost our baby (I thought I was eight weeks along), it was tricky to go back and journal about the happy weeks before. But it was therapeutic to write these stories and to build these pages. Recording these memories both validated the joy that we felt during the early weeks knowing we were pregnant and also became part of the legacy which our baby leaves behind.
Life sucks sometimes. I hate that. I hope that these pages reflect both the elation and the pain. As much I wish we could just skip forward a few months, these pages remind me what a crazy ride this thing called life really is...
|October 7-October 13, 2013. We're pregnant! Fall for Greenville festival.|
|October 13-October 21, 2013. Rob's annual beach ride. Weekend in Charleston.|
|October 22-27, 2013. White Coat ceremony.|
|October 28-November 3, 2013. Halloween.|
|November 4-10, 2013. VCOM Olympics. We learned that we had lost the baby.|
|November 11-24, 2013. Two weeks in one spread. Football game. Momentum gets us through.|
What about you? Have you experienced a heartbreak that was made a little bit more bearable by embracing the memories through journalling or scrapbooking?