It’s been exactly one year since what happened, happened.
Today was a normal day, like many Saturdays around here. I had a session this morning (peek here), so we cleaned a bit beforehand. We walked the dogs a few times, and hit Super Target for weekly groceries and various sundries.
For dinner we opted to head over to an area we haven’t explored all that much to go to a new restaurant. Well, everyone else in our suburb had the same idea! So we went to a different, still-new-to-us place. A place with white table cloths, but where diners are mostly wearing jeans and shorts.
As the waitress was opening our pinot noir, she asked if we were celebrating anything special. “Just life,” Aaron told her.
And as I lifted my glass and clinked it against my husband’s, and we said “to life,” I could tell we were thinking of the same thing. The same one.
We toasted to the little life that we lost, but also to our wonderful life together. We toasted to life yet to be.
We are blessed. Life is good.
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Thinking of you.