...The last day of my "old" life. The last day I would go to bed dreaming, hoping, praying to be a mommy. The last day I would snuggle into my husband's arms before drifting off to sleep with hopeful baby dreams filling my head.
This time last year was also the night I finished the book. One, the first one, in a series I am calling "I Prayed for you". The book that God told me to write. To complete first before He gives us a baby. That book. Now if only I can overcome my fears of attempting to publish it...
I went to bed feeling accomplished. The book was done. My husband had spent the last several hours out celebrating his completion of Air Traffic Control training here in St. Louis.
This time last year was the last day of the rest of our lives...
This time last year was also the night I finished the book. One, the first one, in a series I am calling "I Prayed for you". The book that God told me to write. To complete first before He gives us a baby. That book. Now if only I can overcome my fears of attempting to publish it...
I went to bed feeling accomplished. The book was done. My husband had spent the last several hours out celebrating his completion of Air Traffic Control training here in St. Louis.
This time last year was the last day of the rest of our lives...
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i hope you're freezing these moments, even as you reminisce.