I am wearing a pair of shoes.
They are ugly shoes.
I hate my shoes.
Each day I wear them, and each day I wish I had another pair.
Some days my shoes hurt so bad that I do not think I can take another step.
Yet, I continue to wear them.
I get funny looks wearing these shoes.
They are looks of sympathy.
I can tell in others eyes that they are glad they are my shoes and not theirs.
They never talk about my shoes.
To learn how awful my shoes are might make them uncomfortable.
To truly understand these shoes you must walk in them.
But, once you put them on, you can never take them off.
I now realize that I am not the only one who wears these shoes.
There are many pairs in this world.
Some women are like me and ache daily as they try and walk in them.
Some have learned how to walk in them so they don’t hurt quite as much.
Some have worn the shoes so long that days will go by before they think about how much they hurt.
No woman deserves to wear these shoes.
Yet, because of these shoes I am a stronger woman.
These shoes have given me the strength to face anything.
They have made me who I am.
Yesterday I read this on Amanda's blog
Amanda and her husband Andrew lost their son, Aidan Jackson, who was born July 27, 2010.
Aidan went to be with Jesus at birth as did our Addison.
Oz Kidd-Ward was born 07.21.10 to Kendrah and Chris.
And Ryan James was born September 17th, his parents are Jen and Scott. http://jen-ourlittleking.blogspot.com/
Its been over 3 months since Amanda and Andrew lost Aidan and Kendrah and Chris lost Oz.
2 months since we said goodbye to our little Addi and also 2 months since Jen and Scott said goodbye to their son Ryan.
I too know how it feels to miss my baby every day. But I know that our babies are with Jesus, all together.
Knowing this helps me make it through each and every day. It helps me to read their blogs and know I am not alone. That they are not alone. We all wear these shoes.
Please keep us all in your prayers during this holiday season.