Broken Heart

When i write here i often feel as if it is a journal that i allow the world to read. There are things i will not share as they are to personal for me. However, i feel somethings i need to write about to help myself heal. This last week has been full of ups and downs. Excited when we learned we were going to be parents. The news was something we have been hoping for. However, something did not feel right to me. I thought i was being paranoid and went on.. I was going to put in the call this week to the OB and get the fun going. However heavenly father had different plans and we miscarried the baby on sunday. I never understood how something could hurt so bad when all i really had a was little stick that read Pregnant when i read it. However, the tears do not explain or even touch the hurt, despair and helplessness i felt and i know jared does as well.. I know there is more to heavenly Father's plan. He has more in store for Jared and I and we hope to become parents one day. So along with the tears and pain, i feel a sense of hope. A promise i know the Lord will fulill one day. So till then, i welcome the tears and the hurt so i can learn from this experience and Hold onto the Gospel, stay close to the Lord.. We have been promised to be parents one day, so that is what we will hold onto..