Dear March 23rd

Dear March 23rd,

I guess I always knew that you would eventually be here. I knew that time would keep moving and that one day I would wake up and it would be the day I was supposed to have a baby but actually the day that I go to work and just do really normal things. I guess I knew that you would come and go and I guess I knew that you would make me feel something I just didn't know what the something(s) would be until you actually got close to showing up.

You make me feel anxious because I feel so.many.things. but which ones are "okay" to feel? You make me feel confused and a little bit lonely. You make me feel sad because of what was going to be but isn't anymore. You make me feel guilty because a little bit of me is relieved that I'm not having a baby today. But how can you make me feel sad, angry, lonely AND relieved all at once? Your ability to make me feel all of these things at one time is why you also have the ability to make me feel incredibly anxious.You make me feel like whatever I am doing today or feeling today is somehow wrong. That someone else would be doing/feeling differently... and they probably would be. But they aren't me and their story isn't mine. If I'm honest with you, you make me feel overwhelmed in so many ways. You remind me of how scared I felt when I was pregnant and how scared I feel now when I fear never being pregnant again. You make me fear things that I don't have control over--things that may or may not ever happen.

I know all of this isn't your fault... me and you have always been on pretty good terms before and honestly, I know we can be on good terms again. I just have to spend some time processing what you now represent for me. You once were just a day like all the rest and now you're something so much more.

You represent death but also life. You represent loss but also gain. I lost a baby but I gained more knowledge of God's goodness and faithfulness. I lost "control" over my life but God taught me that I never wanted to be the one in control anyway. I lost something good but was reminded that He is better.  I learned that God is near to the broken-hearted and His nearness is everything.   You reminded me of the story of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego... how they desperately wanted God to save them from the fiery furnace BUT EVEN IF HE DIDN'T (cue Shane and Shane) they would still praise Him. Oh, how I want faith like that.

You helped me  remember and learn all of that and so in a lot of ways, you March 23rd aren't so bad at all. And that's what I have to remind myself of today.

Although there is pain, there is good too. And I guess a lot of days are like that. I'm trying to learn that it's okay to just be. To just feel exactly as I do knowing that God in all His goodness and grace accepts me fully. Even if I feel the "wrong" thing.

He loves me and wants good things for me. And that's the best reminder in all the land. 

So, to you March 23rd, I guess I need to say:

thank you. 

and I'll see you in 364 days. 

I won't be so scared next time.