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The last 72 hours have been an emotional roller coaster for my family.
My daughter, who celebrated her first anniversary July 10th, had a positive pregnancy test Wednesday morning.
We were thrilled for her and our son-in-law.
Today, she miscarried.
Shortly after leaving the doctor’s office, she texted me and said, “I don’t know how I’m supposed to respond to this.”
You know what? I don’t know how to respond, either. I don’t even know what to say to her, my own child, beyond, “I’m so sorry.”
I had planned to post a poll today: “What should my grandma nickname be?”
Instead, I find myself in a state of shock, not just hurting for my daughter, but hurting for the multitudes of friends and family whose miscarriages took place “under the radar,” and wondering how many women out there are still suffering in silence.
- Those who have endured the pain, loss, and confusion alone because they didn’t have anyone to turn to for comfort or counsel.
- Those for whom the twin demons of guilt and shame crept through the fog of grief and sorrow to torment them further with self-doubt and fear for the future.
- Those who felt as if they were somehow at fault – as though they had failed – and didn’t have someone around to tell them any different.
- Those who have been offered empty platitudes and casual reactions.
- Those who suffered at the hands of insensitive medical personnel shuffling them through a cold, clinical system.
- Those whose husbands or boyfriends lashed out in anger (or worse, relief) because they couldn’t process their own emotions about the experience.
If any of those descriptions are yours, my heart goes out to you. May God reach out and bind up the broken places in your heart with His divine love and mercy and grace, and may the sweet spirit of the Lord whisper words of comfort, encouragement, and peace in your ear.
“He heals the brokenhearted, binding up their wounds.” Ps 147:3 TLB
“You have seen me tossing and turning through the night. You have collected all my tears and preserved them in your bottle! You have recorded every one in your book.” Ps 56:8 TLB
“Yet I am always with you; you hold me by my right hand.
You guide me with your counsel, and afterward you will take me into glory.
Whom have I in heaven but you? And earth has nothing I desire besides you.
My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart
and my portion forever.” Ps 73:23-26 NIV