4 years ago this Friday, something completely wonderful was supposed to happen to my husband, my life, and our little dog, Bogey. 4 years ago this Friday, was scheduled to go down as one of the happiest days of my existence. 4 years ago this Friday, celebration was to take place. 4 years ago this Friday, a miracle was due. 4 years ago this Friday, our lives would change forever in a good way. And yet, this Friday is a bittersweet reminder of what was supposed to be.
4 years ago this Friday was my due date for the much anticipated arrival of a bundle of joy - boy or girl - we did not know, but we knew that November 26th was a day for joy. That little bundle had been prayed for every moment of every day for the 4 years before and has been grieved for the 4 years past.
While I'm supposed to be thinking of all the things in my life that I am grateful and thankful for during this week, I can't help to think of the one thing that I've lost. What I wouldn't give to see the sweet little face, kiss the cheeks, and plan the birthday party to celebrate that precious arrival.
But, Friday will arrive without celebration, without balloons and cake.
4 years ago this Friday was my due date for the much anticipated arrival of a bundle of joy - boy or girl - we did not know, but we knew that November 26th was a day for joy. That little bundle had been prayed for every moment of every day for the 4 years before and has been grieved for the 4 years past.
While I'm supposed to be thinking of all the things in my life that I am grateful and thankful for during this week, I can't help to think of the one thing that I've lost. What I wouldn't give to see the sweet little face, kiss the cheeks, and plan the birthday party to celebrate that precious arrival.
But, Friday will arrive without celebration, without balloons and cake.
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