i cannot stop thinking about that family (who i dont even know personally) that i posted about earlier. i bet that daddy/husband is thinking the same first raw truth i ever posted: why the fuck am i planning a funeral.
i want to be pregnant. i dont want to die, and i dont want the baby to die.
of all the people i know and all the things they talk about that they want.. seriously?! i dont think that's unreasonable.
so as not to tempt fate (she's such a bitch!), i don't want john to die either.
whatever, i dont believe in fate. i'm gonna try faith instead. but im horrified, terrified. im just gonna jump on in with eyes wide shut.
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- Beth
- I had my dream job, my dream husband, a loving family, awesome church, strong faith.. my children would be the cherries on top.. the recipe for a perfect life. Just when I felt safe, it all came crashing down with the death of my first daughter in 2009, and a miscarriage 8 months later. 18 months to the day of Kathlyn's funeral, our Glory was born. We were reminded that Joy can still be found in life. I love more than I've ever loved, I miss more than I've ever missed.
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