Grief of Miscarriage

**Trigger Warning** It was Monday, January 14th. A day that I never once even considered the vs. in Jeremiah (1:5). Nor have I ever considered Psalm 139:13. However, after feeling a little strange while doing group at work only to find myself bleeding at 5 weeks 4 days pregnant, the verses became a strange reality. […]

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Not My Plans!

“Christina, you don’t understand- this was not my plan!” She said it to me in-between sobs. I thought about it for a moment. Plans have to be one of the most ridiculous concepts in the entire world. What is a plan actually? If I were to break it down, a plan is us making decisions […]

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No Pain Incident

She pulled the knife from her chest and smiled. “Was that supposed to hurt?” She asked. He stared at her, not understanding what just happened. He was startled, in shock even. He knew she was strong, but this was creepy. Besides, where did the knife come from? He was just giving her a hug, he’d […]

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Write!

“Write.” She said. “I can’t. I feel like my life is spiraling out of control.” “You need to write.” “There’s no point.” “Write. It’s who you are and what you do.” “I’m just so tired.” “I know, so write.” “I don’t know if this is what God is calling me to do. Maybe I’ve wasted […]

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The Diagnosis

  My head was spinning. I could barely walk, let alone in a straight or coherent manner. My hands were shaking. I was afraid. My hands were tingling and my mouth, watering. I could hear the ringing in my ears. The back of my neck prickled. My breath was labored and shallow. I knew beyond […]

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Every Night I Pray

Each night he touches his cheek to mine. I close my eyes and soak in the softness of his skin. I smell the sweetness of each breath. I put my head on his chest and listen to his heart beat. I’m not a doctor, but the rhythm of each beat sounds strong and perfect. Every […]

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Yesterday I Cried

I could feel the tears make their way down my cheeks. They felt foreign to me though a relief at the same time. Aside from the typical girl movie or a really good book, I don’t cry. I’m not the woman to cry while getting married, giving birth, or talking to my kids. If me […]

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