I think back to the baby we miscarried. I think back to the day we were told that it’s not safe to try again. I think back to the days where I fought to process it all. The days where I asked God why and I ran all of it over and over in my head. Then I think about how one day I thought about it less and acceptance began to seep in. Then, peace began to come over me like a breath of air. Although there will always be a longing for what almost was and I think of being reunited with my baby someday; I always come back to I’m at peace with it. For I know that God knows what I do not. Nothing I can do can change that. I know that God is good and I hang onto that along with His hope in forever. I find myself being able to celebrate with others now who are pregnant and those whom are trying. For although I cannot, I can find joy for them. I also find myself watching the children I do have and being so grateful for them. Friend, life isn’t always how we planned it, but we can have peace in that it is how God planned it. He looks out for our good, even if it doesn’t always feel good. For the same God that knit us together in our mother’s womb, still lovingly looks out for us.

Erin Fitts-Brower 

Jeremiah 29:11

For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.