Today I went to work, was fairly productive, and am getting ready to head to a civic organization meeting. My life looks the same as it did last Tuesday; my heart, however, feels different. I think that's one of the hardest things about this journey...your losses, your pain, are for the most part invisible. I am usually thankful that I do not have to rehash our story over and over again, but I sometimes wish that there were some way that others could tell I was hurting. Maybe if they could see my loss they would be less callous and more understanding of the time required to heal.
I haven't really processed this latest loss yet...I am still in my "dazed" faze. I can tell, though, that the physical proof that the pregnancy is over is on its way. My back hurts, cramps are beginning--the official end is near. Thanks for sticking with me through this ordeal.