Happy Thanksgiving! We had a very relaxing, low key weekend. Spent time with family, some friends and most importantly one another. On Saturday we headed out to Meandher Creek Farms, its a pumpkin patch (sort of) with lots of neat activities for families and children. We saw lots of farm animals, played on pumpkins and in the hay fort, ate some yummy fall deserts and enjoyed the beautiful weather! It was busy there, but we will definitely be going back next year! It's quite the drive from where we live, but I highly recommend it!

We have so much to be thankful for, and even though it's cliche and its usually what everyone says, i'm very thankful for my family. I never want to take the time we get to spend together for granted. I'm thankful for God's mercy and grace and that he doesn't give up one me. I'm thankful for the ability to move and breathe and that we have a roof over our heads and food in our tummy's. And, i'm thankful for long weekends :)

"That will never happen to me"- we've all said it. We all believe it. And maybe that one thing you never thought would happen, hasn't happened. For me, it happened. 

Apparently it's infant loss month, something I never thought would affect me. It has, and it does. The farther I get from that sunny day in June that we said goodbye to our second child, the harder it's gets. 

Every month when we come to the realization that we're not pregnant, again, the harder it gets. The more real the loss becomes. The more I realize that we lost a person. A real, live, human being. My child. Our child. 

I thought it would get easier, but time moves on and I find it harder. There's a hole in my heart, a gap that's been left by a tiny little person that I'll never get to meet on this side of heaven.

No, I don't need a month to remember. I'll always remember. I'll always wonder who they would of been, who they would of become. 

But in the midst of waiting, trusting, even hurting, I have hope. We have hope. 

A hope that doesn't disappoint. Ever.