The Story Between Storms

ABOUT THE BLOG

This blog is a deeply personal, raw, and unfiltered account of my experience with neonatal demise — the loss of my baby born prematurely at 26 weeks. It’s not just a story of grief, but a journey through faith, heartbreak, healing, and rediscovery. Each post represents a step along the road I’ve walked — from the joy of conception and the complexities of pregnancy, to the trauma of early labor and the silence that followed when I had to say goodbye far too soon.

While much of the world speaks of faith in terms of favor and blessings, I want to create space for the conversations we rarely have — the kind where faith hurts. Where obedience doesn’t always shield us from pain. Where grief and God coexist in the same room.

What started as a form of personal therapy — unsure if it was meant to heal me or help someone else — has become a space where truth is honored, even when it’s hard. Especially when it’s hard.

From April 19–29, I’ve shared the first part of this journey, focusing on:

• The emotional weight of carrying life and loss at once
• The isolation of navigating grief while the world keeps moving
• How my understanding of God shifted, stretched, and ultimately deepened

In the weeks and months to come, I’ll continue to share stories and reflections that explore:

• The complex emotions around healing, motherhood, and trying again
• Reflections, journal prompts, and moments of clarity along the way
• Words for others walking similar paths — because no one should feel alone in this

Whether you’re here because you’ve experienced loss, know someone who has, or are simply seeking to understand — welcome. I pray this space becomes a sanctuary where our broken pieces are seen, held, and maybe, just maybe, begin to mend.