The Story Between Storms

April 30 Loss isn’t just one moment.It’s a thousand tiny deaths that follow after it.It’s the life you imagined—and the thousand lives that never get to happen. Some days, it’s not her death that knocks the air out of me.It’s everything we never got to do. I never got to hear her cry.Not once. No…

April 29 In September, I found out I was pregnant.One missed pill. That’s all it took.One skipped moment in the middle of routine chaos—and just like that, I was carrying life again. My hands shook when I held the test.Not because I didn’t want it.But because I did.And that terrified me. How do you hope…

April 28 -June 12 I should be planning outings right now.I should be packing diaper bags and strollers into the trunk of my car.I should be planning birthday parties and first holidays, not funerals. But instead, I found myself sitting in a home full of silence, staring at a future that didn’t look anything like…

April 27 This is more than grief.This is betrayal. Because I didn’t just believe in God—I believed in who He said He was.A protector. A healer. A keeper of promises.A Father who loves His children. So where was that God when she was dying? Where was that God when I was sent home bleeding and broken,…

April 26 This isn’t the part where I say “God is still good.”This isn’t the post where I wrap pain in scripture and pretend it’s enough.This is the part where everything I believed started to collapse.And I let it. Because how do you keep believing in a God who made promises He didn’t keep? I…

April 25 I don’t think we talk enough about the kind of faith that feels like a fight.The kind that doesn’t come with peace or certainty, but with trembling hands and tear-stained pillows.The kind that shows up when prayers go unanswered—or worse, when they feel ignored. This wasn’t the faith I was raised on.Not the…

April 24 There’s a kind of strength that isn’t loud.It doesn’t post updates or give inspirational speeches.It just shows up—exhausted, broken, terrified. But present. That was me. Still bleeding.Still aching.Still leaking milk I wasn’t sure she’d ever get to drink.Still trying to be okay when everything around me was falling apart. They discharged me before…

April 23 — The Story Between Storms I’ve known “God is good” my whole life.I’ve prayed the prayers. I’ve quoted the scriptures. But nothing prepares you for the moment when you’ve done everything right—And the outcome still feels all wrong. This Wasn’t Supposed to Happen I listened to my doctors.I followed instructions.I rested. I hydrated. I…

April 22 — The Story Between Storms It’s wild how fast love happens. You think it’ll come gradually, building over time like it does in the movies. But sometimes, love crashes in all at once—loud, uninvited, impossible to ignore. I didn’t expect to feel this way.Not this fast.Not in this place.Not under these conditions.But there…