The holidays are supposed to be the happiest time of the year. But what if they’re not?
An experience that I had a few years ago has forever changed what I think about during the holidays. I had a miscarriage in the beginning of December one year. It was an early miscarriage so I hadn’t told many people about my pregnancy yet. It was a heart-wrenching experience that left a dark cloud over the upcoming festivities. None of the parties I planned to attend, cookies I planned to bake, presents I planned to buy and wrap, and songs I wanted to sing seemed to matter anymore. I was grieving.
I had never felt so alone.
{Read the remainder of this post on Oklahoma City Moms Blog, where it was originally published.}
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