"when one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us." -helen keller


i miscarried last week at 8 weeks. it was a few painful and emotional days. landon hugged me when i needed him to hug me and gave me pep talks when i needed to hear it. i can't imagine this with anyone else but him. i'm still a little bit shocked i think. it's odd to think i was pregnant last week but i'm not pregnant this week. the past couple of days i could literally feel everyones prayers for me, i feel so close to Heavenly Father and to my family far away. i got to see a teeny-tiny baby with a teeny-tiny heartbeat a few days before and now i can't wait until i'm pregnant again. let's do this all the way next time okay, baby? and don't make us wait too long.


every plan is a tiny prayer to father time

i said "thank you for being here." he whispered "where else would i be?" & i realized if the world decides to collapse around us-he's all the peace i need.