Seventeen Weeks, Two Days. Day 122 in the quest to chase our little miracle
One year ago today, was the first time i imagined my miracle becoming a reality.
One year ago today was the first time i was allowed to dream, allowed to hope, and allowed to pray for a miracle.
One year ago today, was the first time the doctors told me there was a chance.
April 1, 2009 was the first time i sat in the doctors chair with my heart racing, expecting the best news in just two short weeks.
April 1, 2009 was my first IUI.
I look back now, and think to myself how naive i was, how much false expectation i had, and just how much pain that caused me two short weeks later.
Yet i went on. Easter came and past, i cried like i had never cried before, and i went on.
I went on through the pain, i went on to hope, and i went on to pray for my miracle.
One year ago today, was the true begninging of this journey.
One year ago today i didnt know half of who i was, i didnt know half of who i was to become, and i didnt know half of the journey i was about to embark on.
But i sit here today and i wonder to myself, if i knew the journey i was to face, the pain i was to endure, would i be here now, or would i be in an alternate universe?
And i sit here and wonder what one year from now i will be writing, one year from now i will be thinking, what one year from now i will be hoping and praying for.
One year. Such a short time, yet such a long journey in life.
Success is not in your possessions, it is the things you hope for and the things you do to make dreams become reality, and to make the people you love smile.
